From this blog I have been missing for over two months. That is what happens when life jumps up and demands full attention. All this is to say - that I am blessed to have an incredible family and friends near and far - and a job that is meaningful, fulfilling and at times demanding. How can I be so blessed?
And now it is Mother's Day Weekend 2012 and where would the first most amazing email describing "A Mother's Love" come from earlier this week? A congregation of Catholic Women Religious - a congregation from the Midwest who are among the more than 57,000 Catholic Women Religious who are under siege by the Vatican for their alleged radical feminism and attention to the needs of the poor and disenfranchised.
So dear Traveling Goddesses ~ each of you ~ read this inclusive and expansive and vibrant gift of life that brought tears to my eyes and added a few laugh wrinkles to my eyes in the middle of my work day. Receive it abundantly and share it with the women in your life who are "A Mother's Love."
Special
Edition: May,
2012 - Issue 2
A Mother’s Love
Did you ever think
about how many amazing metaphors include the word “mother?”
We
speak of Mother Earth and Mother Nature (no more easily fooled than our own
Moms);
Mother
Church and Motherhouse (both capture our hearts and spirits);
motherboard
and mothership (one holds the crucial components of a system,
the
other cradles smaller vessels that operate independently from it);
mother
tongue and mother lode (our first language and an abundant, rich source).
The
list goes on and on. It seems when we are grasping to express that which
holds
together and nurtures, “mother” is our go-to word.
And no wonder.
Mothers carry us for nine months in their bodies,
and
for the rest of our lives in their hearts. While babies, we see them as
mirrors,
learning
who we are by gazing into their faces. As we grow older, we turn our
faces
towards the world, eager for the independence that is only made possible
leaning
on their love. A mother’s love is made of sacrifice and generosity,
gentleness
and a steadying hand. Some mothers come to us biologically or
through
adoption. Others are met over the course of a lifetime as teachers,
colleagues,
partners and friends. In the best of worlds, it is our biological,
spiritual
and “soul friend” mothers who teach us our most critical lessons about love.
How
blessed is that?
This
weekend, we remember all biological and adopted mothers, especially our own.
We
thank God for all women in our lives who taught us critical
lessons
and offered us the love that shaped us.
To
each of them…
Happy Mother's Day
And then tell them again on every regular day ... Mother's don't just show up on Mother's Day!
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