Today marks a day of remembrance in the States of all of those in the military who have sacrificed their lives for freedom. A tradition since the end of the Civil war.
In recent years their numbers grow daily.
When tragedy strikes and civilians lose their lives in any circumstance, it seems appropriate to remember them on this day as well.
Honoring the memory of each individual means living the most honorable, love-filled life one possibly can, expressing gratitude for each day as it unfolds . . . .
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Time Allows Healing
Twenty two months have passed since I last saw my mother and soon it will be two years.
One year ago today I was hiking the Seven Sisters in England and wrote about this experience on my return; however, I was unable to post in my blog on the ten month anniversary of her death.
This had been the first time I did not write here on the fifteenth of the month.
Each of those first twelve months it was important for me to do so, as that gesture enabled healing to occur.
In spite of moments of sadness, I now feel at peace.
In fact, I have a new mantra that assists my inner journey to that place where I am most comfortable . . . Peace, love, joy . . . the sea is calm.
One year ago today I was hiking the Seven Sisters in England and wrote about this experience on my return; however, I was unable to post in my blog on the ten month anniversary of her death.
This had been the first time I did not write here on the fifteenth of the month.
Each of those first twelve months it was important for me to do so, as that gesture enabled healing to occur.
In spite of moments of sadness, I now feel at peace.
In fact, I have a new mantra that assists my inner journey to that place where I am most comfortable . . . Peace, love, joy . . . the sea is calm.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Mothers
Sunday is Mother's Day in this part of the world, at least it is one day set aside each year to celebrate one's mother.
For men, there is also Father's Day in June to return the favour!
There are probably as many different types of mothers as there are women on this planet.
Unfortunately, not all are the nurturers one hopes would conjure warm and fuzzy feelings at the mere thought of them.
All are human to be sure, with the frailties that state of being brings.
Some women have been fortunate to have had an excellent role model in their own childhood, and they become 'naturals' it seems in the realm of motherhood.
Others become parents accidentally and are ill-prepared for the lifelong task.
Most fall somewhere between the two extremes.
Those who embrace the role passionately, usually thirst for knowledge and spend countless hours learning all they can with respect to raising children.
When there are past unresolved childhood issues, these can surface, most at a subconscious level, as mothers guide or merely observe their boys and girls as they enter each stage of development.
Opportunities for personal growth are afforded when this happens, or conversely unconscious inner turmoil can create trauma influencing parenting decisions affecting their children.
Now that I am a mature woman with adult children of my own, I recognize that my mother was an individual who did her best with what she knew while raising me and my siblings.
In her elder years before her death, my mother's youthful personality came to light after years of being submerged while caring for others.
She was of a generation of women who believed caregiver was mostly synonymous with martyr.
Fortunately I learned the fallacy of this belief, although not before experiencing some of its negative consequences.
Self-caring is what enables one to be a healthy caregiver.
Whatever type of mother one has/had, the most important reason to celebrate Mother's Day is to express gratitude for the woman who brought a life into this world &/or the woman who parented that individual, you!
For men, there is also Father's Day in June to return the favour!
There are probably as many different types of mothers as there are women on this planet.
Unfortunately, not all are the nurturers one hopes would conjure warm and fuzzy feelings at the mere thought of them.
All are human to be sure, with the frailties that state of being brings.
Some women have been fortunate to have had an excellent role model in their own childhood, and they become 'naturals' it seems in the realm of motherhood.
Others become parents accidentally and are ill-prepared for the lifelong task.
Most fall somewhere between the two extremes.
Those who embrace the role passionately, usually thirst for knowledge and spend countless hours learning all they can with respect to raising children.
When there are past unresolved childhood issues, these can surface, most at a subconscious level, as mothers guide or merely observe their boys and girls as they enter each stage of development.
Opportunities for personal growth are afforded when this happens, or conversely unconscious inner turmoil can create trauma influencing parenting decisions affecting their children.
Now that I am a mature woman with adult children of my own, I recognize that my mother was an individual who did her best with what she knew while raising me and my siblings.
In her elder years before her death, my mother's youthful personality came to light after years of being submerged while caring for others.
She was of a generation of women who believed caregiver was mostly synonymous with martyr.
Fortunately I learned the fallacy of this belief, although not before experiencing some of its negative consequences.
Self-caring is what enables one to be a healthy caregiver.
Whatever type of mother one has/had, the most important reason to celebrate Mother's Day is to express gratitude for the woman who brought a life into this world &/or the woman who parented that individual, you!
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