MLG Reflection Mother, deconstructed I have a mothering instinct instilled by a mother who is - relentless in her pursuit to bring out the best in you. - guiltless in her tough but just mentoring. - unabashed in her comparatives to make you see your worth. - undivided in her attention to put your priorities in order. - uncompromising in her righteous mother-knows-best quips (sometime unspoken yet evident in the intense stare in her eyes). She is undeniably lucid even amid simultaneous multiple activities. She seems to have pinyas eyes, as if theyre exactly planted all over her, designated to respond to your specific actuation. Mama is mindful in her indignation towards spoken untruthful justification. She will ask questions for you to respond to, with dignity. Because she can see, even with eyes closed, the truth that she can discern in her touch through your manifested demeanor. She, too, will see your reality through your eyes. Her eyes, looking at yours with such soulful gaze that youll melt in surrender and any attempt at denial she will know and you will understand - to aggravate the degree of your punishment, if deserving. She wont spare the rod. Minsan isang pirasong tingting whose lashes are more painful than the bunched up tukog sa lubi made into silhig. Shes endless in her uncomplaining service and tireless in her, obviously, inspired kasipagan to make your life comfortable. Shes faithful in her countenance. Believing that Gods protective love is everywhere and so shes unafraid of evil intrusion (kasi wala naman daw syang ginawang masama sa kapwa), Fearless she is except sa kidlat at kulog (her childhood fear that I came to know at age 50.) A truth that manifested in her need to demand from us, complete silence when thunderstorm strikes. She has acceptable fears, understandably natural to all mortals. These and more (kaya lang masyado ng mahaba) are the God-given motherly gifts I received from Mama. All of which I continue to enjoy, with so much gratitude, at the present, - in physical form in those that she can still perform, - in the psychological benefit her character has provided me, - in her spiritual inspiration to live by the Golden Rule. I lived by the Golden Rule because she instilled in me a consciously consistent and constant mindfulness towards reflection that there is a beautiful reality called life. Her balanced perspective taught me that ugliness is an undeniable presence on earth. That negative elements are all around you but are there to remind you that beauty is the visible choice and therefore, intently, chosen to make living positively purposeful. Purpose that gives meaning. Meaning that brings in peace. Peace that, sadly, is not taught to everyone as more crucial to life. I have lived through life around people who believed that happiness is more important. Peace is the thrust of my life, - not happiness. You can be happy in momentary burst. Peace is a lingering truth. It benefits us not only of a healthy body but a content happy soul that the ever-changing human emotion can connect with - in tranquility, amid chaos, every conscious moment of our lives. This teaches the truth that being alone, - to be with ones self, is one of the three reasons why we are gifted by our known God, with life. The other reason is to be with others, - to magnify the purpose of being alone. A reference pointing us to a triangular dimension of relationship dynamics. like the truth about the Triune God (also called Trinity - three persons in one God.) Triangle, I believe, is the strongest form because it can stand on all sides without the danger of destruction. The apex at all angles are pointed heavenwards and is the same in all directions. Circle, though resembling our Earth cannot stand in place without rolling and so stability will never be its hallmark. Except for circle, other forms are vulnerable to structural disintegration when left to stand on each side. The third reason being: to be with God. The soul is the only reality we can return to God and so nurturing it is a gift of gratitude for the life given us through our mothers. A mother created by God to make life secure. I was raised by a secure mother who strongly, faithfully believed in Mama Mary, - the Mother of God, The Son.. I am of the same mold, therefore, I cannot be otherwise but secure. I am Milagros, named in Mama Marys sake. For I was born in one of her feasts on the feast day of the Miraculous Medal. Shes called Sra. Virgen de Medalla Milagrosa. I am my Mamas miracle. My life, extended to this day, is the proof of the miraculous grace of God. MLG
Posted on: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 10:10:55 +0000
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