I have spent a great deal of time today thinking about Dipa Ma—thinking about how tiny her physical frame was. Merely a tiny, frail individual dwelling in a simple, small flat in Calcutta. She was the kind of person you would probably miss if you saw her in a crowd. https://dipa-ma93579.timeblog.net/74899865/dipa-ma-reflecting-on-a-life-of-immense-spiritual-depth