A mother's reward

I love this “thing” that exists inside of me that will drive me to get out of bed - no matter how tired and exhausted I am - to put another blanket on my son when I think it is unusually cold. It is an impulse that seemingly has a life of its own with enough power to move me when I really don’t want to be moved.

I love how this “thing” that can be so innately motivating also has inherently within it, the most profound sense of satisfaction. There is a feeling that comes with a selfless action such as this that fills my soul.

The truth is, none of my three sons will ever know how often I have done this and a thousand other things for them, a thousand other actions, decisions that were made with them in mind, to care for my children and to complete this sacred contract that comes with being a mother. They will probably never thank me or even be able to appreciate the choices because it takes a particular point of view to be able to see these things and right at the time when they might be able to see and fully appreciate these things, they will probably at that time be fathers themselves, making these same kind of decisions, with their entire attention on their children.

It’s okay though. This is the natural order of things, the circle of life as they say and I am just thankful that I can experience that deep, moving feeling of satisfaction that comes with saying yes to life and the willingness to be responsible for another human being.

Oh, thank you Mom, thank you Dad. Thank you for caring for me especially with me being the last of seven. Thank you for hanging in there and honoring your sacred contract with me.

Sometimes you just have to take a Stand - albeit in LOVE

This must stop now! What? Violence, prejudice, racism, war, holy wars, righteous battles, bigotry, separatism, violence in the home, gang warfare and anything, anyplace where we justify giving life to our wounds. Our personal pain and personal opinion is not justification for harming another. Just think of the gang members from NYC and what they are accused of doing to another human; if those young men, the victims, can physically recover and spiritually and emotionally heal, they at least can be saved from a lifetime of hatred should they choose forgiveness. But their perpetrators are faced with living with their actions, their hell is here and now on this earth plane of existence; they don’t have to wait for death or karma, they will suffer because of their sins, NOW. The same goes with anyone engaging in righteous violence – whether it is gangs, the KKK or a military action/offensive.
We, the global we, the awake, forgiving, loving we must turn up the heat on what we are doing and choose to do more. WE, ourselves, must heal the place inside where any hatred or violence lives and then we must stand in our truth, our knowing, our love and bring who we are to a larger playing field. Why is it that the reasonable, the loving and the spiritual are always so quiet? Let us begin to be the squeaky wheel, singing our song louder from the mountain top and right there on the city streets.
Let us pray for the souls of any individuals who participate in anything unkind. Let us be a beacon of light shining so brightly, so boldly beckoning these individuals to return to their true essence. And, let us do this somehow without any of our judgment or prejudice. Let us strengthen our resolve and emanate a vibration that allows these individuals to drop their defenses, feel safe in the world and return to Love.
Let us speak to this end, lovingly. Let us write letters to individuals of influence, let us teach great love, acceptance in our homes, in our schools and for God’s sake in our Spiritual and Religious Centers around the world. Let us “think again” about translating scriptural readings to teach separateness, justify violence and promote holy wars.
I pray for the victims of the NYC gang, but I also pray for the gang members who have lost their souls enough to be able to harm another. And, no amount of justified punishment or legal action will get to the heart of the problem. The loss of their hearts IS the problem.
Today let us pray in this way:
Oh Mother/Father/God, let me find the strength today to face and accept the truth of my being. Let me express the full love that I am and the let this love be infectious, infecting all those who come near. Let me bask in the desire to love first and always. Let me practice “do no harm” and let me do this on all levels. And, lastly, let me remember that wherever the I AM is, healing happens.
Each day I commit to the practice of Oneness and Unity, celebrating Life in all forms and forever take a STAND for all PEACE. God is so good all the time. For this I am eternally grateful.