CATEGORY: HIP SPIRIT DATE: MAY 3,2018
With a steaming mug of hot herbs in my quiet enclave, it is wisdom I seek.
Home Love is where the heart is, and where there’s Mom Love, the heart is home, of course y’all know this.
If indeed an individual’s permanent place of shelter and refuge is home, then it must be that that gentle nurturing love, Mom Love, is and goes with each of us, like a turtle takes his shell, only with us, it’s inside and solid as a rock, staying rooted, stays put, as Home Love. It only seems like we humans move away from the safety of where the candle, home keeps lit for us, always is.
STAYS PUT NO MATTER; WHY we leave, needing a new view, or WHEN in time and space we decide to up and move out, or WHAT comes or goes, or HOW temporal our outside shelter. HOME LOVE stays put no matter WHERE we sojourn, even when our journeys take us the farthest of places and to the furthest lands.
Having miraculously survived her awful childhood, my Mother devoted herself to creating a loving and nurturing home for my siblings & I, and despite her own shortcomings or how angry I made her from time to time, I always knew her love, Mom Love, was absolute.
When I had my own children, that light burned ever brighter in my heart, that Mom Love was/is right where I am, home. Mother’s Day for me is everyday…to remember that warm unconditional love is Mom Love, is Home Love, is home. Bless this home,
It has been said that no matter where you are in the world, mental words and thought messages travel instantly…so my darling daughter, who’s now a Mom and lives far, always remember Mom Love…and my dear Mother, now beyond the veil, I remember Mom Love, everywhere in everything, and I am home.
What about what I’m wearing? Mom deja vu!
This has been a deb’s witty ditty on deb’s ditty blog.
