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Post by radha on Jun 19, 2020 20:51:57 GMT 5.5
OM SRI GURUPYO NAMAHA RESPECTFUL PRANAMS TO SRI KANCHI MAHA PERIVA
One day, when I was still new in the kitchen, I served Bhagavan with a few more pieces of potato than the rest. Bhagavan noticed it and got very angry with me. He turned his face away and would not look at those who were serving food. I could not make out the cause of his anger and wondered who it was who had offended him. The women who worked in the kitchen would collect around him to take leave of him in the evening after the work was over. Usually he would exchange a few words with us, inquire who was accompanying us, whether we had a lantern, and so on. That evening he gave me a sign to come near.
"What did you do tonight ?" "I don't know, Swami, have I done something wrong? "You served me more curry than others." "What does it matter? I did it with love and devotion." "I felt ashamed to eat more than others. Have you come all this way to stuff me with food? You should always serve me less than others." "But, Bhagavan, how can I treat you worse than others?" "Is this the way to please me? Do you hope to earn grace through a potato curry?" "Out of my love for you I committed a blunder. Forgive me, Bhagavan, I shall respect your wishes." "The more you love my people, the more you love me," said Bhagavan, and the matter was closed. A good lesson was learned and never forgotten.
Shantammal SRI KANCHI MAHA PERIVA THIRUVADIGAL CHARANAM
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Post by radha on Jun 19, 2020 21:00:26 GMT 5.5
SRI RAMANA'S COMPASSION TO SADHUS AND BEGGARS
During the Kartikai Festival beggars from all over South India would collect at Tiruvannamalai in vast crowds and they would flock to the Ashram for an assured meal. Once they became so unruly that the attendants refused to serve them. The matter was discussed among the workers and it was decided to abandon the distribution of food to beggars.
That night I had the following dream: Bhagavan's Hall was full of devotees. On the sofa appeared a small creature which gradually grew until it became a huge, bright-red horse. The horse went round the Hall, sniffing at each devotee in turn. I was afraid he would come near me, but the horse went to Bhagavan, licked him all over the body and disappeared. Bhagavan called me near and asked me not to be afraid. A divine perfume emanated from him. He said: "Don't think it is an ordinary horse. As soon as the flags are hoisted at Arunachaleshwara Temple for the Kartikai festival, gods come down to partake in the celebrations. They join the crowd and some mix with the beggars at the Ashram gate. So never stop feeding sadhus and beggars at festivals." I told the dream to Chinnaswami Swami, and that day he ordered seven measures of rice to be cooked for the beggars.
Shantammal
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