Growing Up

I grew up with a Cosmic Mother. I began to think of her as a Cosmic Mother after I learned about Astrology and analyzed her chart according to the precepts of the Zodiac.

Mom had a connection to the Ultimate Power of the Universe, the same Universe that serves all of us. As children, she would continuously correct us when we innocently said, “I can’t do that.” She would repeatedly say, “You mean you won’t.”

Like any child we would reply, “No Mom, I can’t” To which she would say in the most calm, loving and sweet way, “You mean you won’t. You can do anything. All you need to do is research your idea. After you have learned all you can about it. Decide if you will do it or you won’t.” Then she would leave as if some ultimate truth about life had just been whispered like wind moves through trees.

I began to believe this is the way of the world. No stress just my involvement or my non-involvement. Other people complained, got out-of-control. reached for a pacifier like dumping on their friends, radical behavior, drinking, drugs, isolation, anger, blame, or resentment. You can add to this list on your own.

I felt separate from others because I was happy. I didn’t need to explain myself, even though others would continuously share their problems with me and ask what they should do. All I could do is repeat back to them something they said that was a possible solution to their problem. I am the same as everyone else in that  I only know what I know from what I was taught as a child. Just like everyone else, good or bad. We believe what we have lived.

I am in the middle of reading Byron Katie’s book, Loving What Is.

The information in this book seems like common sense to me. Only because I have spent my life free-thinking my own ideas, researching them and deciding for myself if I want to do them or to pass them by.  My thinking seemed to be the pivotal point. By the time I complete the research process and decided to go ahead with my idea,  I was loving the idea, totally owning it.

Nothing has ever happened to me. Stuff, rough stuff has happened, just like it happens to everyone. I just decided what to do. As simple as that.

Thank you Katie for the validation.

And thank you Mom. I love you more than you can imagine.

It’s a wonderful world. Just like at any time in history and in any culture,

we live in great times.