I’m blessed with a special relationship. I have spent 52 years with a spectacular soul who wears the body of my mother. We have laughed abundantly, traveled the world together and survived her breast cancer, the death of her daughter (my sister) and the loss of her beloved home, our family ranch.
She has seen me through tantrums, successes and failures in work, illnesses and the passing of the love-of-my-life, who was a dog.
I have spent a lifetime trying to protect her, from hostile men, McDonalds cheeseburgers, vodka martinis, falls and even old age.
The truth is, I have failed at this, and I always will.
How beautiful is that.
The soul in the body of my mother is here to live her life completely, to exhaust all of her passions, to laugh, cry unbearably, and to die.
She is not my mother. She is much more than that—a soul as large as the cosmos, with a destiny far beyond raising me and becoming my closest friend.
Amen to that, Lesley! How clear that becomes as we surrender in greater and greater degree to the Shabda. Thank you for the reminder, and for sharing your insights so generously.
Thank you, Sage. As I write these posts I realize how much they are really for ME. The process of letting go of my mother is ongoing, with much to learn each day. Blessings to you!
I am deeply moved in the Divines expression through you. Your insights serve me today in creating the practice yet again to see all beings as soul in the care of the Divine.
Karina, thank you, and right back at you. You are such an inspiration for me. I’m so happy that we can support each other during this beautiful transition time. Much love!
Very well expressed and all of can relate.
Thank you, Fred. I so appreciate you reading. How great that you also have a lovely Mom soul in your life.
Your loving perspective brings clarity and such compassion to light. If we could truly see life through the eyes of Soul, everything would make more sense and we would be having a lot more fun! 🙂
Beautiful, Lesley. I have reminded my children (many times 😉 that someday everyone will need to forgive their parents. None of us are good at parenting and none of us are good at being children. In fact, as you so eloquently and lovingly pointed out, we are not children nor are we parents. We are soul, magnificent and perfect, trying to realize our magnificence and perfection, and filled with flaws in the trying. This brief post is one of my favorites. It reminds me that my job here is me, and I’m plenty to work on.
I chuckled when I read this, Rudy: “It reminds me that my job here is me, and I’m plenty to work on.” So very true. That may be one of the main reasons we even have children and/or parents, to come to such frustration with trying to help that we finally give up and become willing to focus on ourselves. I receive that lesson over and over and am filled with gratitude by how light the reality leaves me. Floating off the ground light. That’s how our days can be when we just surrender. Thank you, dear soul.
So very true, Lesley, and such a heartfelt share.
A beautiful perspective on the child/parent relationship. It has taken me my entire life to sort this out with my own children. Many attachments therein and still working out. Yet blessed this lifetime to be very detached from my siblings and parents. Perhaps a last lifetime with them.
It seems the ones we have the greatest struggles with are truly our reward in the end.
Blessings dear warrior.
Thank you, Deborah, for your kind comment. You are so right that, as Rumi says, “Our pain is our cure,” which follows with relationships as well as health. It seems to me that they are likely the same karmas, whether manifesting with children, siblings or parents, all vibratory relationships we are intended to master and ultimately, with the Beloved’s grace, do.