Now 52, she has been to the podium of the United Nations, the Parliament of World Religions and countless interfaith gatherings, where she’s praised for knowing no boundaries with her spiritual message or earthly assistance.Ī movie about her that premiered at last year’s Cannes Film Festival will be released in the USA in August. If you see a blind person who is crying, why suffer for him when you can hold his hand and help him across the street?” “Just by feeling (someone’s) pain you cannot resolve it,” she says. By age 21, she had refused marriage and begun her public philanthropic ministries.
The modest mystic and philanthropist from Kerala, India, a daughter of a lower-caste fisherman, says she has been driven since early childhood to “make an offering of myself” to the poor, the abandoned, the sick and sick at heart. International humanitarian honors pour down on her. In the past 18 months alone, she has committed $23 million to tsunami relief and $1 million to Katrina relief, as well as support for schools, hospitals, orphanages, and services to the sick and poor. So many are so grateful for their encounter, they make donations unasked, small gifts that add up to millions of dollars for Amma’s worldwide philanthropies. They leave glowing, tears on their cheeks, perhaps with a gift from her, a rose petal or an apple in hand or a smudge of sandalwood powder on the photo of a loved one, extending Amma’s blessings to that distant soul as well. One lesson offered: Open your heart to the world. Her arms are open to all: infants and elderly, wiry collegians, hippies gone gray, dudes in Dockers or saffron robes, Christians and Jews, Hindus and Buddhists, children and the childlike - anyone longing to be enveloped in perfumed softness.
They need only come to tiny Amma - the endearing nickname for Mata Amritanandamayi (“Mother of immortal bliss”). They need no money, no knowledge of any holy text or ritual practice, no special strength or beauty or spiritual fine-tuning. By Cathy Lynn Grossman: On an ordinary summer day, in a hotel ballroom, thousands of seekers, sufferers and beatifically smiling followers find wordless joy and solace in the embrace of “the hugging saint, Amma“
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