A special gratitude to all mums - and special wish to my mum who is 81 today

happyliza

The Living Force
A Mum is someone special who is there for us each day.
A kind and warm and perfect soul who cares in every way.
A person who can comfort you and lift you from a fall.
A woman who is everything - and family her all.
A Mum is something wonderful; a feeling and a strength.
A concept you can call on, who will go to any length.
A Mum who doesn't realise how good a job she's done:
:hug: :hug2:
Cos to grow into Your Soul takes strides - and that she may NOT know!
But……
To the Mum who was always there for me, when no-one else here cared.
To the Mum who explained it all to me, when I messed up, was scared,
To the Mum no-one appreciated, who cried for ‘them,’ knowing ‘it was too late’,
To the Mum, who always told me off, - my false Ego was innate,
To my Mum who bought me comfortable shoes, when all around me grooved,
To my Mum, who kept her voice so calm, when all about me drooled.
To my Mum, who loved a ‘naïve duckling’ and taught her to succeed,
To my Mum, who ‘knew’ the Universe, but made me learn from seed,
To my Mum, - was put through all my moods, but couldn’t intercede,
To my Mum, I chose to help my soul, to know and teach all games - in Truth,
To my Mum, who would have done it all for me – but knew I would not breathe, be FREE,
To my Mum, who had to cry with me, to lose those dear – they chose to ‘fly’,
To my Mum, who helps special kids out there, whose plight she came to know,
To my Mum, whose heart and family, others steal from - to falsely grow,
To my Mum, who like a butterfly, is everywhere with love,
To my Mum, one day I know - so free to enjoy LOVE – timelessly,
To my Mum, who I will love FOREVER, and those she touched will too,
To my Mum, who is SO SPECIAL, the Universe can copy too,
To my Mum, who loves both ill and poor, knows life is forever and more,
To my Mum, who I forever will ADORE, and bless her constant lore,
To my Mum, who knows the score – that only souls who care and strive, for others, arrive at our Divine’s door,
(….and ‘lil student Liz can vouch - for real - that those who studiously seek Truth left and right, will achieve their meal).
For all life’s learners, who yearn for such a Mum, know that a teacher is there for EVERYONE.
Seek the Truth, and you shall know that NOT all souls sincerely forward are bound,
But as you learn, through hurt and found, life’s lessons help you steer around,
For all is not real – as it seems to you, as underneath please dig for Truth,
For those that truly seek to KNOW – your knowledge will protect and grow,
For ultimately our universal MOTHER teaches – KNOW YOURSELF and all those leeches,
Know TRUE and FALSE and all between, ‘cos there is only ONE TRUE SELF – to be free that beam,
That ESSENCE that is so elusive, is our only chance, to the ONE – all inclusive,
The ‘MOTHER’ prays she taught you life - elusive ‘LOVE’ - is not the sole key. Understanding ‘EVIL’ is our true path, yet our genes, they still adhere.
To my ‘MUM’ and – our MOTHER – lovingly giving us safety, balance and harmony in our HEARTS,
To our IMMORTAL MOTHER and DIVINE COSMIC MIND – Holiest of Energies -our mothers all derive. Universal Gratitude - for ‘Mum’s’ universal kind.
:)
 
Nice tribute and glad she is their for you, too. Happy 81st to your mom, happyliza. :flowers:
 
Mothers are incredible. You are lucky to have your mother, I miss mine.

I discover this picture I put here today, it is made by a very good painter: Duy Huynh.

http://www.duyhuynh.com/index.php


When I see this painting I thought about mothers and your poem. So it is for you.
 

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Nice tribute. So nice to have her for this many years and to feel such pride and gratitude in her accomplishments in parenting.

Not to be a downer, but it reminds me that my niece is living with us because her step father is abusive and her mother chooses to not see it, thereby invalidating her daughter's experience. As I was reading the poem, it occurred to me how painful it would be for my niece to read it, as her reality of a mother is anything but what is expressed in the poem, making me wonder how many other people have had such horrible parents that they feel pain whenever they see others celebrating and appreciating their parents.

I can only hope that my wife and I, through our love and respect, somehow offer our niece a taste of mother's love that you express, which our mothers fortunately imbued in us, thereby lessening her pain a little or at least helping her come to terms with the painful reality of her mother.

Thanks for sharing,
Gonzo
 
Thanks for all the comments. I don't get to see my mother much as I live in Cyprus and was at boarding school since 11. Increased awareness has really improved our relationship. Funny but when I got home that night I had such a distinct urge to write something for her (not being there in person) that I truly felt my son, brother and dad were participating from the other side! So it was for them too.

Gonzo said:
Nice tribute. So nice to have her for this many years and to feel such pride and gratitude in her accomplishments in parenting.

Not to be a downer, but it reminds me that my niece is living with us because her step father is abusive and her mother chooses to not see it, thereby invalidating her daughter's experience. As I was reading the poem, it occurred to me how painful it would be for my niece to read it, as her reality of a mother is anything but what is expressed in the poem, making me wonder how many other people have had such horrible parents that they feel pain whenever they see others celebrating and appreciating their parents.

I can only hope that my wife and I, through our love and respect, somehow offer our niece a taste of mother's love that you express, which our mothers fortunately imbued in us, thereby lessening her pain a little or at least helping her come to terms with the painful reality of her mother.

Thanks for sharing,
Gonzo

My dad was 'very controlling' that is why I couldn't wait for my uniform to arrive to leave home - mum didn't 'intervene' too much(to keep the peace) I was the 'black sheep' cos I stood up for myself but got belted for it, thus my feelings were obviously repressed and not able to be listened to. Think I still have the 'anger' to deal with too. But I adapted to boarding and was quick to make friends which I think helped alot, then went over to UK at 13 to stay with an aunt for summer term prior to going to another boarding school. Luckily I opted for co-ed so a bit more balance.

I too only wish my daughters could feel the same about me but they are estranged since I left my first husband and told only to contact me on birthdays and christmas! (for obvious reasons). Have been continually working on this - and of course it cuts soul deep, they meant the world to me I was a proper mother hen! They see me for 24 hours when I am in UK a bit longer if I am lucky. Long story but I intended to run away with them - had full judicial care and control - but he made it backfire on me/them. Swore he would make my children walk with their feet - he succeeded.

I hear what you say and totally agree. Am sure your neice is in great hands, especially as you care enough to learn from our forum. My neice is being looked after by my mum and sister as my younger sister has had serious schizophrenic problems since she left home at 18 to study in Nancy (she maintains her drink was spiked). I think it was escaping control was too much too. So apart from them there is just my mum - and of course our wonderful team and forum! Now I know all is lessons I am able to look back and learn objectively and spend my time on The Work. I am sure we could all write a book about our lives - maybe a good idea - now that we all have the facts and the low down on psychopaths. I too used to look at other families and think they were far more loving and open in their discussions. I really yearned for that. Spent alot of time out on my bicycle 'till 11 alone with my thoughts. At least mum is a rock for us now. :cool2:
 
Gonzo said:
Nice tribute. So nice to have her for this many years and to feel such pride and gratitude in her accomplishments in parenting.

Not to be a downer, but it reminds me that my niece is living with us because her step father is abusive and her mother chooses to not see it, thereby invalidating her daughter's experience. As I was reading the poem, it occurred to me how painful it would be for my niece to read it, as her reality of a mother is anything but what is expressed in the poem, making me wonder how many other people have had such horrible parents that they feel pain whenever they see others celebrating and appreciating their parents.

I can only hope that my wife and I, through our love and respect, somehow offer our niece a taste of mother's love that you express, which our mothers fortunately imbued in us, thereby lessening her pain a little or at least helping her come to terms with the painful reality of her mother.

Thanks for sharing,
Gonzo

That's the same situation my niece also finds herself in. Thanks to the knowledge gained here and my experience in growing up with the people around me, I can better act as both a mother & father to her because there is no one but this idiot here to take care of her. I do my best not to damage her.
 
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