Greetings, and thank you for such a lovely web page for our wonderful guru, Sri Sri Anandamayi MA. After many dreams of MA, I went to India to find her at the age of 17 in 1967. She actually found me, and stopped her car while I was hiking in the Himalayan foothills near Rajport! MA has blessed my life and made it wonderful in every way. I have been teaching yoga in Los Angeles for the last thirty years. I wrote this poem recently for my dear friend Shraddha (Satya's wife). Shraddha, Satya, and Jaiananda were my friends for over twenty years. Thank you again, for spreading Mother's wonderful message to this world. JAI MA, Om and Prema, Ramananda---- (The East West Cultural Center of LA, of Dr. Judith M. Tyberg, Jyoti Priya) Shraddha@presys.com "Mystic MA"
Amidst the nerve jangling traffic, the crush of humanity, cries and woes vampirizing the Night of our Consciousness; the wicked dance of mayas deception, the political half truths, Betrayed friendships....Insanity of fake promises and Dissolution of morality, ethics and Anything Kind. Beyond the Avidya, the Maya, the INSANITY..... I hear that Mystic Call On etheric Wings So full of Light, Elusive and Pure, Eternal Mantram, Ineffable,"OM MA" She is the Peace that passeth Understanding. Her name is written on the Clouds. Her Loka is my Happy Place. She is Home. "JAI MA"
That Her precious white wrapped body touched this Earth, softly walking on Angelic feet---Is a blessing mankind can only wait for Ages hoping to See..... Her cascading laughter rushing over the Rocks and Obstacles of our Minds, cleansing our Soul like the Mighty Ganga itself...........
Her bliss Soaring up through the Clouds like the courageous flight of Garuda unbound.... Alone, replendent, MA sits and smiles like the Ageless Kailasha, Unsoiled, Fountainhead of Wisdom, Love Incarnate, Bliss Everlasting... That we should be so Blessed, To be touched by such a gaze of Perfect Love. When all else fails to move us, In our stubborn Sleep. And even when our Hearts are hardened.... Those mystic words of MA break through every Rigid Night, Any hateful negative thought dispelled by Her lingering gaze, Angelic Face, and Sunlit Presence.
"OM MA, SRI MA"
You said you would never leave us that we would be Yours Forevermore; Unbroken Golden Cord of Shakti, O Holy One, You Alone are Truth And give these Restless Souls a Home.
----written by Ramananda 2.20.2000
By Elwood Decker
Ma Words, no matter how sweet At best lead to Thy Feet Where Thy Merciful Bliss Fills up our consciousness Setting us Ever Free In Thy Eternity.
By Srimoni
Lilas Is it true that for many lives I have looked for YOU, Tell me that I shall find you soon For courage is leaving me, Or perhaps YOU will be the hunter, Then it will be the end.
By Brahmachari Ram
A Water-Moon at Dawn in the Void "Where something is, there God is not." Mataji 1. The snow sets back And black feathers start to fall The old beaded cap-gun bangs in the shutters As the hard brittle banner cracks against broken brick.
2. Existence, intangible and unknown beckons all-pervading. The river flows on mercilessly, forever Oblivious of the illusion-the false idol- Framed by time and space and characterised by pain Which men worship as life.
3. The One behind the many Speaks without any mystery To those who will listen.
4. The sun, the moon, the stars and galaxies All know their place Man alone is lost in space-
5. But then he is the star Of God's divine, cosmic play. He must be thoroughly lost Before he'll search for the way.
6. But if there is no God There would be no "way". Perhaps there is no man?…! Those who know, don't say.
By Badbapriya
MA At Her Lotus Feet I sing to my Mother. The whole world disappears Into Her Love for me
My Mother is Compassion. My Mother is the Mother of all Her Love knows no bounds.
My Ma loves me dearly. My Ma loves me tenderly, My Ma loves me completely, I love my Mother eternally.
Her love is like a shawl Surrounding me, keeping me warm. Her shawl melts my little heart with love For Her, my Mother Divine.
By Ma Das
MA-OUR REAL SELF 1. For the Select Few The ONE who always is, Indeed, with us, is MOTHER; She dwells within our hearts, And no one lives without Her.
Song by Bhàiji
The Song of a Crazy FeIlow (translated from Bengali) Let Thy worship, Thy hymns of praise be the eternal solace of my life; Let my life brim over with the songs of Thy adoration, thoughts of Thy divine grace. I shall see Thee, Mother, in the wide open sky with wistful eyes. I shall not ask for any boon, say not a word; I shall only lay myself down at Thy feet with tears of bliss. I shall move about in Thy endless expanse of heaven, scattering songs like flowers representing Thy glory. I shall steep myself in Thy bliss, chanting Thy holy names and sending their echoes throughout the Universe. All my actions, alt my thoughts of religion are Thy worship. O, Mother, give me bhakti (devotion), firm faith, so that I may make Thy feet the sheet-anchor of my life.
by Dilip Kumar Roy
Extract from the poem Ma Anandamayi From infancy we heard of mother Ind’s Long dynasties of sages high and hoary; Yet in our Pantheons one seldom fìnds A saintly woman’s form haloed with glory. We sing of the Gopies’ Krishna-love sky-vast, In the Vedas women wrote great hymns, we claim, But when a woman harks back to the past, We are vexed and never can find for it a name! So Thou art born to us, O Damset deep, With wisdom and love divine, and with Thy sure Answers and raptures make even stalwarts weep And pandits Laugh - one knows not with what lure! O, mystic Minstrel holding the Wizard’s Wand O, Envoy of the Ethereal to Clay! Teach us until! our minds can understand Thy gospel of Ananda, and come to stay!
A Jewish devotee from Germany.
In Remembrance Clothed in the glories of the Universe around your head a crown of stars, remote and yet so near. Bathing me in the still waves of peace and bliss. With the essence of all the beauties of the universe soothing the sores of homesickness for Thy abode eternal! and feeding silently my heart. Oh Ma!
In remembrance, Solan 1946.
Ma Don’t leave me in the turmoil of this foolish world, make me remember Thee, my real Self. Then, in a twinkling of an eye the clouding structures fail to pieces, hiding no longer Thy shining Face.
Europe 1967
Hymn composed by Bhàiji
Hymn composed by Bhàiji (translated from Bengali) Glory to Thee, Sri Anandamayi Ma, eternal. holy dweller of the heart Thy lustre, Mother Nirmalà, illumines the universe. Heavenly virtues radiate from Thee, O Mother. Queen of divine glory, Gouri,* svaha, svadha,+Om art Thou, O Mother. Divinely graceful, Thou art absolute Reality, supremely beautiful and perfect, O Mother. Sun and moon adorn Thy countenance, the boundless sky crowns Thy head, The whole universe Is Thy glorious form, O Mother. The lustre of worldly riches art Thou, sweetness incarnate, radiant with splendour, O Mother. Thou art charming as Lakshmi is to Vishnu, Thou art Peace, tranquillity and mercy; all gods and goddesses emanate from Thee, O Mother. Grantor of happiness and benediction, bestower of love, wisdom and liberation art Thou, O Mother. Bringing forth the world, Thou it is who nurses and preserves and finally draws it back into Thyself. The very life of Thy devotees art Thou, Grace incarnate, Saviour of the three worlds, O Mother. Spell of all Knowledge, charmer of yogins; the terrors of life are dispelled by Thy presence, O Mother. The soul of all mantras art Thou, the revealer of the Vedas, pervading the whole universe, O Mother. Thou art with forms and qualities, yet also formless and beyond all description; aglow with love and bliss, O Mother. Thrilled by Thy touch, the entire universe, animate and inanimate, ever sings Thy praises, sweet Mother. Let us all unite and from our hearts offer obeisance at Thy holy feet; hail!, and again hail! to Thee, Mother.
*Consort of Siva, Svàhà and Svadhà interchangeably used, name of the wife of Agni, the God of Fire. They preside over burnt offerings. By Namita Makhija
By Namita Makhija