July 18, 2006
I received an email from my friend Linda who runs the website and cable TV show Cultural Hours. We share the same birthday and have similar personalities, though she is only 35.
Last weekend I had the honor of receiving a darshan (hug) from my "spiritual mamma"... Amma.
My friend, Hope, and I walked into the Manhattan Center in NYC which was packed with thousands of devotees. A woman immediately approached us and said she has two wonderful seats reserved for us...please follow me. We were like...okay...and she sat us directly front stage center (on the floor).
Then Amma walked on stage along with her musicians and entourage. An extravagant ceremony followed with speeches, chanting, incense burning, rituals, meditation, etc. The event took place directly in front of us. We were beyond amazed. I sat numb, not knowing what was going to happen from one minute to the next.
Then Amma came down off the stage and sat right beside me in a large white chair. We watched Amma hug/embrace thousands of people and witnessed their tears, fear, smiles, hugs, joy, trembling, pleading, endearing eyes, and precision of the whole process. Front row and center ...the experience was humbling.
Amma's theme that night was "mud" and raising cultural awareness.
Amma started off her speech by talking about a little girl; a young child trying to raise herself, who's trying to blossom and shine. Then she said (and I quote) "But she, like most people, gets stuck in mud. We are like beautiful flowers covered in mud, unable to breathe and grow..."
Okay, I thought, this is too freaky! This must be a 'set up.' As you may know, I'm working on my book, "MUD." And that is almost a direct quote from my book.
Then she discussed self love and overcoming the "walls we create." The journey...Love... is not out there, it is within, right where you are, to the place/state where walls don't exist, for if they do, you know you have created them yourself.
Later that evening, Amma gave me a hug and my new mantra...
Sending 2 pictures and will talk soon.
Mud is a metaphor, or sometimes a nickname for planet Earth, the Mudball, the Sands of Time in water. The we have the Mud Men from the Mayan story, the Popul Vuh. This links with the Mayan Calendar, 2012, and Quetzalcoatl.
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