Mother....

[Guest guest]

Dear All,

 

Thank you Mahesh for that beautiful rendering of the M-O-T-H-E-R with its

beautiful letters inscribed with colour.

 

When i was a young girl, my mother and i shared that poem. She would relate it

to me about her mother and say how much she loved her mother. i in turn wrote

this poem and gave it to my mother, which she really treasured. She told me of

Jesus and about the spiritual life in the first place and i accepted Him and

endeavoured to learn more about Him.

 

However, my twin brother and i lost our 'original' mother who died of

complications of childbirth when we were 10 days old. We lived with our

grandparents until my father remarried when we were at the age of one year old.

 

i had always missed the 'presence' of my birth mother throughout my life and

felt cheated.

 

Much time was spent in contemplation of what could have been if only she had

been there.

 

Then i met Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi. She became the Mother of all mothers to me.

Yes, i took to Sahaja Yoga but She was the One i longed for. In Her, i could

feel the love of my first mother also. She gave me everything i had ever needed;

Her unconditional Love.

 

That relationship i had looked for of a mother all my life i found in Her. When

i was a new Sahaja Yogi, i still had much to shed to get to the pristine purity

of the original child within that i had loved when new to Earth and all its

wonders. i surrendered to Her, My Mother, and prayed to Her to take away all

that was not gold; the dross that clung on only to be shed. One day, She came

and granted my wish. However, it was a divestment that took me three days to be

rid of. Like a body sheds an illness and experiences symptoms, that was what was

happening to me. My body was ridding itself of God-knows-what from all my

Seeking in many different streams. On the third day, while lying in bed, i

looked up and i saw Her. The image of our Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi on Earth

looking down at me. Her voiceless words and look told me that i would be

alright. She was looking after me. The wellsprings of my heart overflowed and

tears came into my eyes. Soon i was up but i felt like a new person. i had shed

much, and in my spirit felt many times lighter and had the lighthearted spirit

back that i had as a little girl. My wonderful Mother had healed me physically,

emotionally, mentally, spiritually.

 

Life had changed.

 

But still time changes things, and it was the time when a woman undergoes

changes yet again. Again i had great need of Her, the Comforter. i had wanted to

go to a puja and be with everyone but was not well enough. i settled into

meditational posture, in my discomfort finding refuge from within at the time of

Puja.

 

Before me lay a wall of windows with open door and a view of trees and lake

beyond. i looked out in longing for peace and comfort and Her Love. And what did

i feel come toward me? With my senses i felt a lilting, soft, zephyr-like

playful happy spritely breeze come floating in through window seemingly from

lake and kiss the top of my hair on my head and my temples, lightly caressing my

being. i surrendered to Her. She is within and without; everywhere.

 

Next, i felt Her; a soothing, cooling, moist-feeling balm, encircling me from my

lowest chakra and winding Her way in spiral around my body and raising higher

and higher all the time and each spiral She wound gave Absolute relief to that

part. As She came through my head and out i was in a state of Absolute

Bliss......

 

M-O-T-H-E-R is the greatest name on Earth.

 

Violet