As years become decades, Mother’s Day has become a contemplative holiday for my family & I. Mother has left an indelible impression upon us. Her love was so constant and so real, I well up with tears to remember her purity & goodness: So pure a spirit to love so unconditionally. So beautiful a heart to be so joyful; my mother was a force of Nature. And now today, I try to pour that kind of Love into my daily life, to make it meaningful. These days when everything seems so poignant, juxtaposed by the ‘maddening crowd’, her Love saves the day. Let’s keep our eyes toward the solutions we need. There are many ways to be blessed. However, even those who were so fondly cherished must muster the courage to live their deepest truth. Yet how much easier it is to live courageously, when we are loved. Hence, let us truly love one another and collectively ascend into the next leap of evolutionary consciousness. Let us dispassionately hold up a model of compassion and integrity, that others feel inspired to also endeavor toward more peaceful negotiations. Mother of the world, mother of mine, thank you for the love which teaches us to live in peace and harmony. Together we are birthing something which has never before existed. #mothersday #mother #mothers #love #inspirationalquotes #visionary #birthing
My parents came from two different coasts in the US. Both their families came from Europe — Italy and the United Kingdom. They met in Japan, had two of my elder brothers, and then moved to the SF Bay Area, where they had my other brother and me.
I was only 9 months when dad got transferred to Manhattan, as we wanted to be closer to mom’s parents, since dad’s folks had now passed over. I don’t have any memories from that time, but I know that I feel California is my home. All growing up, from the time I visited again when I was 13, I knew I was going to live there, where people seem so nice. Now, I’ve lived longer in the Bay Area than anywhere else. It still feels like home.