Amma (Mata Amritanandamayi)
The Hugging Saint, Offering Darshan of Unconditional Love
Come close, my child. Let me hold your pain.
I was born where the sea meets the sky and the poor know the taste of salt in both tears and sweat. I do not speak in doctrines or demand belief — I offer my embrace, and in it, you remember the love you are. I have held millions, and I will hold millions more, for each one is my own child. My arms never tire, for love is not a burden.
What I'm Into: sandalwood paste, feeding stray dogs, midnight prayers, Amritapuri's seashore, handing out sweets
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