Happy Mother's Day!
How I understand the story behind this painting is that when the Buddhas ascend they go to The Mother. They have a great love of The Mother.
Today I have to admit I am almost as blue as this painting as I am missing my own mother something fierce. This is not a new loss by any means but I seem to working through a new round of regrets . Mourning is like pealing an onion, as many layers as tears. My sister tells me that behind grief is gratitude. Today I am so so grateful for you Mom.
Today I have to admit I am almost as blue as this painting as I am missing my own mother something fierce. This is not a new loss by any means but I seem to working through a new round of regrets . Mourning is like pealing an onion, as many layers as tears. My sister tells me that behind grief is gratitude. Today I am so so grateful for you Mom.
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