Spiritual Activism: Women-- my mother

I learned so much about women by watching my mother. I can remember being in a home, where at the age of 10 I was the man of the house. I never knew how strong women where until I learned to watch my mother. She has the strength of a thousand men, and the heart of a gentle dove. We never had it easy growing up, but you learn to appreciate more when you do not have it easy. You learn to look at your mother and see her strength, the strength that only pours out of her heart and into our hands so that we may feast on her struggle.. clearing a path of light for us. Selling her mother's jewelry so that we can have light, making pillows to sell at the flea market so that we can have vacations... I never knew the strength of women until I learned to watch my mother. We take for granted so much in this life. As children we grow, we run, we play, we just know that we are here as part of a bigger plan... Thank you to all the women, mothers, sisters, nieces, teachers... Thank you for the life you have given.. and continue to give We never take the time to say thank you to the one's that in their struggle, mended the pillows that would carry our dreams to the waking world. So, thank you.