Always thinking of my Maw 💗🕊
I miss her voice,calls, her texts, and even our little Mother-daughter spats. I have a couple sound & video clips on her iPhone to watch & listen to, and a lot of memories in photos both digital and prints(Mom was a photo hoarder like me), but nothing compares to her hug,touch, comforting voice, and presence in real time.
Even if you don't speak to your Mother, or are on bad terms, scream it to the wind, whisper it to yourself, or get over whatever it is, and tell your Mother you love her.
If you have a rock in place of your heart over something she did, HEAL your own heart and forgive her.
Keep Calm & :#CallYourMom #HugYoMomma#MomAppreciationDayEveryDay
Finished up this little one while I was waiting for my doctors appointment... Call your mom, because if you can, you should... she’s got all the answers ☺️ also, allergic reactions with a side of strangely swollen lymph nodes is surely enough to have me calling my mama (and sister) and wishing we lived in the same state 😢 praying I’ll be on the mend soon!
This is our mortadella and lobster chowder. It is slap-yo-mama delicious and we could have a whole bowl of it for breakfast right about now.
But don’t really slap your mama though. You should be nice to her. In fact, go call her and tell her you love her right now. 📷: MBMaher.com
Soy Hispanoamericano. Raised by two immigrants, I'm first generation American. They actually came here too legit to quit. One of them, Mapo(pictured, sorry for not saying anything), asked if I wanted to accompany her to Lucky's the other day, and even tho I was sorta busy working on some overdue wedding pics, I said "hai!". Been trying to live in the moment and spend as much time with family as I can, altho while out, I noticed my face buried in my phone and then would get mad at myself for doing so, so I started tweeting about it, oh the irony and I'm joking, Michael Jodan冗談 My parents love to remind me they didn't have it easy like this growing up. I forget to appreciate life sometimes. Especially since nearly meeting death a few times. If you can, #callyourmom & #tellheryouloveher
It’s your parent’s lunch break. When was the last time you called them? Brighten their day and a kid’s at Nationwide Children’s Hospital by calling for a quick donation. Every penny counts. #Callyourmom#Callyourdad#OTTERTHON#1day1k
This pic was taken by my mom. Before she got sick she would break into abandoned buildings in Ontario, the states and Europe and photo what she found. She and I may not have always gotten along super well, but I miss her. And wish she could see my family and how well we are doing. It’s been four years without her and all I can say is this. If your folks are still around (and sane-ha!) spend as much time with them as you can. Cause you will miss them. Trust. Happy family day everyone! 📷by Hyla Fox. #photography#family#familyday#grief#orphan#missmymom#lifeisshort#dowhatyoulove#noregrets#callyourmom
There's this very delightful painted rock...display? installation?...outside an apartment complex about a quarter mile from where we live. I have no idea who painted these rocks, when they were put there, and how they managed to get clearance for this from apartment complex management (this doesn't seem like something a business would allow, but that's my own opinion about capitalism or whatever), but I love it. I've walked past it everyday this week, and have paused each day to read a new rock message. It's a very brief, daily moment of hope in a world that seems to have gone off the rails.
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For most of my life I’ve felt like I don’t belong on Earth. Like this place is nuts wtf am I doing here? .
I got a Masters in Spiritual Science when I was 25. The other people in my class were over 45. They thought I was amazing. Mostly I was just hoping something would tell me wtf the deal is with being human.
This program gave me a boatload of tools for meditation and clearing karma. It gave me all sorts of information on the realms of spirit. But I still didn’t know why the fuck I had to human.
I was already comfortable in the spirit realms. They were not news to me. I graduated from that program and continued to live in my crown chakra in this weird disconnected depression.
And then I found yoga. And I found a tool that connects my spirit to my human. It answered my unaskable questions and helped me feel.
The spirit realms don’t have hamstring openers or angry freak outs. But humans do. We get to feel all the feels. And play with slow moving matter and fuzzy cats and their claws. .
We. Get. To. It is a privilege to ride this space rock in human form. May we evolve into a more loving and connected species. May we come together in love through the collapse of our out dated systems. ...