I’ve been reflecting on Dipa Ma today—reflecting on how small she was physically. Merely a tiny, frail individual dwelling in a simple, small flat in Calcutta. To a casual observer on the street, she would have appeared completely ordinary. It feels paradoxical that that an immense and unburdened inner life https://dipa-ma96897.topbloghub.com/45656698/dipa-ma-reflecting-on-a-life-of-immense-spiritual-depth