Questions for Us

A stirring day, Mothers’ Day.

From what I read, see and feel – it is a day where mothers around the world are held in the highest esteem.

Earth Mother.

Nurturer.

Giver.

Lover.

All these beautiful, soulful and necessary traits that humankind relies on – and they’re attached to us. Women.

The role of nurturer is entrenched into the fabric of our existence and that responsibility largely tips toward us; falling into our arms.

Why?

Why trust women with this tremendous role?

I believe it’s because we are needed for this. For balance.

It’s a momentous, paramount and brilliant thing.

It also benefits everyone.

Unfortunately, this is where I feel we hit the snag:

Question #158: If mothers are so revered, then why is there so much violence and persecution against them – all around the world – in endlessly different ways?

Just something to ponder.

We must evolve and save Mother.

Save women.

So today, I salute you ALL – mothers, women and girls!

Last year, my first Mothers’ Day post was a little self-centred in that I was only looking at the life of a mother and woman from my western armchair – but today, I want to recognise the great rainbow of mothers, including those who are forgotten, or worse, ignored.

You’re all heroes of strength and the pillars of this world.

To single mothers (extra big hug to you) – I can’t imagine what it must feel like to do this alone and sometimes with little help – whether monetary, emotionally or both.

To those mums, like me, who work and juggle mum duties – I know how hard it can be sometimes.

To mums who don’t work and juggle mum duties – I know how hard it can be sometimes.

To those who have lost their sweet babes – whether a lost pregnancy or child.
Unimaginable. Much love to you.

To those who have lost their own mothers – xxx

Finally, to the heart-sinking number of women around the world:

• who are looking for food for their child to eat
• who are protecting their children from bullets and bombs
• who have been trafficked
• who suffer from physical violence on a daily basis
• who are risking everything to have a life lived without fear and come by boat:

I think of you every day. Not just today.

Today my husband told me to go to my laptop and see what my present is. I didn’t ask him for anything, so I excitedly wondered. This is what I saw:

I cried.
It was the most perfect gift.

So Happy Mothers’ Day!
Much love to you all – especially you, mamá – you’re all remarkable.

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