WHEN HOPE FADES AND PEACE DESERTS, THEN BEHOLD THE BLISSFUL MOTHER
This is the person you go to when you have lost your peace. She will restore you to health and happiness and, if it is your good fortune and if it be her grace, she may even give you her vision in a dream and bless you. Life then will be altered for good and you shall be transformed in character beyond self-recognition and a new being from within you will surface and take charge of the course of things. Your face will glow, your voice will deepen and become melodious, and your whole personality will colour up with the light of her love which will open horizons of human love within you far beyond the boundaries of your immediate environs and make you a seminal figure of universal sympathy. Such a powerful transformation shall it be that the very memory of your hapless days will be erased almost from your mind and you will spend your days and hours in contemplation of world welfare and human development.
The Mother is all-powerful, Swamiji used to say, and he exhorted us to demand her grace in a heroic manner instead of cringing before her. A gracious glance from her eyes will make heroes out of ordinary men and deliver them from earthly ills for good. Mother is the maker and breaker of fate and she is the dispenser of the fruits of action. No wonder even the great Adi Shankaracharya wrote hymns in praise of her and invoked her blessings to open up the path to liberation for succeeding generations of monastics. To us, today, she is Holy Mother Sri Sarada Devi, divine consort of Sri Ramakrishna, the Avatar of the age, and the giver of unearthly love to her countless children who only need to address her once from the heart as 'Ma' for her to open up the reservoirs of her divine grace for them and bestow on them peace, bliss and knowledge.
So, why, friend, are you anxious and distraught with a thousand worries, why do you struggle with a million miseries when your Mother has come to your doorstep to liberate you and absorb you in her form? Give up all such vanity, all self-assertion, all humility which is egotism gone into milder mode but is egotism, nonetheless, and arise to once behold the face of your mother when she lifts her veil to look upon her child in tender affection. May Mother bless you all! Jai Ma!
Written by Sugata Bose
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