A daughter is inclined to misunderstand her mother until the day she, herself, becomes a mother, I think. Such is the cycle of Life, thoroughly brutal when viewed through the myopic lens of TIME, but with perspective most assuredly laced with anchoring moments of profound beauty and opportunities for transformative growth, if we can somehow manage to weather its erosive storms. And make no mistake, each storm will leave its mark, a time-worn guidepost of your journey home.
"We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience." ~Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
No upbeat post for "Happy 4th of July" wishes this year ... Too many losses of innocent lives to senseless violence over the weekend. One thing Mothers across this great nation, and around the globe, have in common: WE ALL VALUE LIFE, having brought life into this world ourselves. Perhaps Mothers hold the key to stemming this tide of violence that is taking far too many of our young long before their time?
Best quote I heard over the weekend came from a Black Man who lost a child to this red tide of violence "How is anyone supposed to take us seriously, when we don't even value our own Black lives?"
What if we could all shift our perspective from seeing only skin color, through the lens of misunderstanding, hatred and retribution, to instead seeing one another as someone else's mother, father, daughter or son? Surely, we have far more in common than division by means of the mere color of our skin will ever allow?
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Thank you! So nice to have you stop by and share your thoughts. Glad this post spoke to you! All the Best to you and yours!
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