“Father, there is little to tell.” She spread her graceful hands in a deprecatory gesture. “My consciousness has never associated itself with this temporary body. Before I came on this earth, Father, I was the same. As a little girl, I was the same. I grew into womanhood, but still I was the same. When the family inContinue reading “The Life Of Sri Anandamayi Ma: The Manifestation of the Divine Feminine”
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Soul in the machine 