Being A Mother

It’s so strange to me that I celebrate Mother’s Day now as a mother myself.

Whenever my son calls me “Mummy”, it is hard for me not to think of my own mother. It’s almost a strange moment. . .a hesitation to respond, even though it’s been several years since he’s been able to speak.

Circle of life. Balance. Awareness.

It really is a beautiful flow that many of us get to experience. The changes and shifts that ultimately take place in life.

My little Zen Master continues to guide me through my life.

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