Looking back, I realize that my Mom -- or Amma, as I call her -- was the epitome of a good leader. As I go through the grind of corporate training and management jargon, I realize how amazingly simple she kept things in her day.
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My hope is that the stories of these visionary women present to us the flame of the passionate life, the knife of insight, and the courage to stand for what one sees without looking away.
Although Amma is Hindu, she appeals to people from all walks of life because she speaks the language of the heart.
Destroying forests, polluting rivers, cutting down trees. We have disturbed the balance of nature, disturbed the balance of the earth.
Even though God feels very, very far away in America (especially in New Jersey), I remember that he or she is always with me, like Amma.
On Tuesday I was hugged by Amma the Hugging Saint.
Our joy returns when we remember we are here for the sake of one another. It all gets down to love. It all gets down to noticing that goodness is in our midst.
I listened to the birds chirping away in the garden. Shining through the trees, the sun cast lacy patterns on the grass.
I looked at Amma's pictur...
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