It is incredible that humans manage to forget the miracle of being here. Rilke said, ‘Being here is so much,’ and it is uncanny how social reality can deaden and numb us so that the mystical wonder of our lives goes totally unnoticed. We are here. We are wildly and dangerously free.
Quote: John O’Donohue
Thank you to Karl Duffy
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
What a joy, to awaken this Mother’s Day celebrating the miracle of life. These two girls are the delight of many. Their parents in awe – too many attempts, too many disappointments – they had tried to have children only to discover yet one more reason why they could not. One more try. It was to be their last. It was to be their miracle.
Mother’s day causes us to stop for a moment to reflect on the miracle of life. Our world’s pace speeds us through days and years of special moments in the life and growth of children among us. This is not time we can re-create. On this one day each year, we are given the opportunity to slow the pace, look closely at the life around us (be they our own children or those we are blessed to know) and give thanks. While mothers are honored through prayer, presents and the gift of time, they have the chance to offer their own thanksgivings. No one said these relationships would be perfect or free of pain-filled moments but time set apart to express gratitude can bring healing in hearts and spirits.
On this Mother’s Day, I give thanks for these two beautiful girls, my god-daughters. Born a little over a year ago and ready to storm the world with their mischief and merry-making. May God continue to bless their mother (and father!) on this day of gratitude and always.