Happy Mothers Day!
MY MOM, Donna, Muse, QVs Mum-All of you wonderful Moms!!
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Psst…Dont get offended…..by the song below 
Happy Mothers Day!
12 Saturday May 2012
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How beautiful! Love all of you.
MJ, She is too sweet! Ty so,, xoxoxox
How do you create these polyvores? exquisite!
SB, I think you could do polys really well. You have artistic talent and that is what you need, in my case I have no artistic talent so mine are quite funny, but not by design! Have a wonderful day with your son.
Took me a yr Donna to learn to create anything on poly!
Look how far you have come!
Took forever! I almost QUIT polyvore, many times!
You will never give up on anything you start.
Ah, from the Far East I wish American mothers a Happy Mothers Day.
And to ALL mothers the world over. For where would we be without Mothers?
Do they do Moms day where you are, QV? I was not sure
Forget about Canada, Donna
http://www.westernstandard.ca/website/article.php?id=80&start=2
QV, Without mothers it would be a lonely existence.
Yeah, my Moms a HOOT
Look who is her daughter, any wonder!
Do they do Moms day where you are, QV? I was not sure
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No MJ. We revere and respect our mothers, and elders everyday. It is our culture and tradition.
However, some do.
We revere and respect our mothers, and elders everyday
Yes, that is me, but not many homes are like that here.
My sister has visited my mothers home 4x in almost FOUR years and only lives 75 mi away.
Sickening.
I am with my Mom EVERY DAY
(OH, and I took all of your advise about my Moms little scenerio.)
QV, Honoring ones parents is just about gone in the US. I give it another generation and that will be it. Women are treated to be used and not treasured like in the Far East.
MJ, Muse, maybe its our Buddhist teaching ingrained in us from infancy reinforced by our culture and traditions that we respect mothers, and revere our elders. The family unit is protected jealously out here. We know that once the family unit is broken, it is a matter of time society becomes fragile and fragmented, and ultimately the nation is fractured and open to external invasion of all sorts. As we see it happening in the West. As nations out here fight the fight to retain its culture and traditions against Western (read American) influence that bombards us consistently.
The mainstay is roles are identified. Mother and Father have their place as authoritative figures. Children are taught to respect both parents from the time they are born.
It doesn’t matter what your sister does, MJ. It matters what you do. For your own sake and peace of mind.
Each age carries its own infirmities. We learn to accommodate, accept, adjust. We cope very well if we practice the art of Let it Be and Let Go. That act in itself teaches us to be detached and thus we are not affected by the other person’s idiosyncrasies. And we achieve harmony in living, and in relationships.
I always wanted to know the history of Mother’s Day.
Mother’s Day History
Spiritual Origin of Mothers Day
Goddess Isis – Early Egyptian Roots
Cybele – Ancient Roman Celebration
Greek Celebration of Rhea, the Mother of the Gods
European Celebration – Celebrating Lent & Mother Church
Family Gatherings With Mom
History of American Celebration
http://www.mothersdaycentral.com/about-mothersday/history/
Donna, I have to go today, will not be back til way late.
XO
Hugs.
T/C and HUGS QV
QV, It is sad what we have done to our beloved elders. My parents took care of my Mom’s dad it wasn’t always easy. When I go the the grocery store and see an elderly couple deciding if they can afford a piece of meat that makes my heart ache. Then I see a big, healthy young man using a welfare card and that is sad as well. The elderly couple still have pride the young man doesn’t.
SB, Great link. I espescially liked the Julia Ward Howe’s poem.
Muse, reminds me of the times I was roped in and later roped others to help senior citizens in England during semester break. There was this quiet, unassuming Welsh guy who approached us just before and spelt the needs of the oldsters. My first encounter was a frail 80+ lady swaddled in layers of clothes (to keep warm) and as I handed her the small hamper I remarked “enjoy your meat stew lunch”. I was shocked when she took me by the hand, led me to the tiny kitchen, opened the cover and I saw onions dissolved with the cloth (that flimsy layer that covers meat) from the butcher! The pot was on slow boil emitting vapours that belied the truth.
She explained that the smell of meat and onions satisfied her as she had not been able to afford meat for months. I told this to the other 4 buddies, we pooled our money, went out and bought yearned food. Susan who wept at the sight. I had to blink tears away as I squeezed two quid into her hands. In my final term I took a day off to attend her funeral. I recited the Buddhist sutra, placed her favourite gladliolis on the bare earth, and felt good.
That’s how we 18 year olds got together and spent every semester break first doing our bit for the very deprived seniors. I was particularly successful with my chopsticks brethren. We managed food, clothes, blankets, sweaters, even shoes and stockings! And had such fun badgering, bullying others to contribute both in terms of giving stuff they didn’t use or need and cash. Later, each would continue at his own pace.
The nation’s dailies would publish stories of old ladies fainting at bus stops because they suffered a spot of hypothermia hiding a frozen chicken under their hat. And this was way back in the mid nineties. Must be dreadful now.
But let me tell you muse. At supermarts we got out of the way of these British old women. They are masters at giving you the elbow if you got too close. And their ever reliable brolly was handy at all times which they use to jab your anatomy.
You tell such great stories, QV! The Spring Breaks here in the states are mostly spent at a beach seeing who can out drink who. Never could understand the mind set in that activity. I don’t say I have never imbibed but my love fest with the porcelain throne didn’t last long.
I want to help them, but I don’t want to embarasse them. The next time I see them I will speak to the manager and see how I can pay for their food without them knowing.
We have few of those oldsters who still jab you to get out of their way, but it is sorta funny to see them do it and the people do move out of their way. Is it respect or fear!!
Wish we could save the world. What a blissful thought.
You can do your bit. Meditate and spread metta through your vibrations. And practise compassion — hallmark of buddhism. You’ll feel light and easy.
QV, Since speaking with you I have Favored many sites, including Buddhist Prayer Explained. I am going to have to force myself to read all that people have shared with me. But I really don’t want to miss a thing!
Remember Buddha’s words as you find your own path. Do not rely on others. But on yourself.
He said:
Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it.
Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many.
Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books.
Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders.
Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for generations.
But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it.
QV,You give great peace to those here. I will read more about the Buddhist beliefs.
Happy mother’s day, Donna. I’m sure you’re one red hot mamma (anytime you’d like to pose for a Time magazine cover shot with me, let me me know. LOL).
EEEEEEEEKKKKKKSSSSSSSSSSS!
Ahh. My dear Incogman..
Was that not nice of him to come and wish Donna a Happy Moms day