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I regard people who come to me as part of my living body. You are my head, you are my right arm, you my left arm, and you are my right leg and you my left… I don’t feel you as a load, even if you hang on to me. So it is with everyone. Their worries and joys are mine. And their deeds, whatever they may be, are my deeds.
–Sri Ānandamayī Mā

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