I am certain this new “title” of pages of reference, for thoughts, theory and philosophy, which sometimes pours out of me, more often is lost because I remain to busy (and then too exhausted) to write new insights down. Well, I decided I would begin this blog stream, as a place to re-visit, time and time again, just as I often reflect, time and time again, what my mother had taught me.
While most of my readers know, my mother had exited this domain of life, when I was 14. Most of those that know me well, will know that my mother lives on in memory…and in many of my directions, choices and thoughts….come from my few years with my mother’s influence. In other words her influence lives on, in fact I am certain, her influence on my life now, is actually greater, than at any other time in my life.
It could be argued (especially by my mother if she were here with us and with a chance to have her say), that I did not seem to be following her advice, guidance or her modeled belief and behaviour, aka, mentoring (parenting 101…by mother) while I was under her wing. Many memories of my behaviour (and what would be labeled as defiance) surface…often around visits with Dad, and/or other family members. I have to say in my own defense though, that there have been times that I seemed to be in tune with or manifesting what my mother would support and/or even be proud of.
I think back to the career directions, Gospel Recording artist, working with troubled youth…or the years as cub scount, to Awana leader and Youth Leader of the Church. A church who did have for a time a minister who had been “mentoring” me in the direction of going off to seminary myself….to become a minister. Yes, I think my mom may have been proud, had that happened. I do trust my mom is proud of the way that I am on this quest to impact other’s lives on several plains. The domains of spirituality and health, are not seperable….that has been my belief for sometime…and as of late…it is my continuing motivation to write about (here in this blog)…the book is flowing (slow but steady)…in the direction of marriage of the body, mind and spirit domains.
So, I will be coming back to this stream, I think often…as I examine the impact my mother (and other women of my life) have had on me…and how.
Please, do take the time to reflect for yourself….messages from mom….and messages from Dad….I think of this as Mother’s Day had passed in May…and Father’s Day, now a few day’s away.
May we all be able to acknowledge (and use) the wisdom that we can attribute to the previous generations,  for that of which is coming from the Baby Boomers (whose lives and thinking has differed from their parents…and may we recognize, appreciate (and even publish) the wisdom we are witnessing from the “younger generations”. I know I appreciate that my kids have it on me as far as insight and intention to live differently (better) than my generation is demonstrating.
May all generations, collaborate, and embrace the contributions we all can make to “innovating” our way into a better world, a better planet. I intend to see the rainbow, after the rain…to see the “silver lining” of the dark cloud that is being forcast for our future. I have no doubts that positive change (transformation) is truly the dominant force, behind the new “green” movement…the corporate responsibility, the social justice movement and the public accountability dialogue has many “moving” toward facilitated living. Choosing to support green companies and boycotting all others can have significant impact…and will lead us new a “New Earth”…and we can all find peace, love and happiness. May the spirit to which my mother lived her life, mentored her children, the teachers of the school and Sunday School of which was a big part of who she was…be what my offspring and their friends and offspring will cleave to and embrace. May there continue to be “light”, in the midst of darkness…may my loss of my mother…be my biggest gain (influence) toward goodness…and light.
Hug your Mom next time you see her…and if you can’t see her any more…”embrace” her memory and her “messages”…
Let the wisdom of Mom, live on
Dave