Today, many celebrate the mother as a person, as a family figure, as the one who carried and raised us. And of course, this is true. But the mother is far more than that.
The mother is a principle.
An invisible principle acting at the heart of creation.
The mother is that space within us that agrees to carry life, even when it does not yet understand what is being born. She is the capacity to welcome, to nourish, to protect what is fragile, what is becoming.
Being a mother does not only mean having given birth to a child.
Being a mother means being able to carry life, to let it grow, and one day to accept letting it go.
For the true mother does not possess.
She accompanies.
She accepts that what she carried does not belong to her. She understands that the life she nourished comes from a source far greater than herself.
This is why motherhood is a vast school.
It confronts the human being with attachment, fear, sacrifice — but also with the purest form of love: the one that asks for nothing in return.
The mother is the first face of love that a child encounters in this world. But with time, each person must understand that this love is not limited to one individual; it is a doorway reminding us of a greater, deeper love that flows through all creation.
Today, I honor all mothers.
Those who carried children.
Those who carried souls in their hearts.
Those who supported, protected, lifted, and guided.
For every time we help life grow, every time we allow someone to become greater than their fear, we manifest this maternal principle within us.
And perhaps the greatest realization for a mother is the moment she sees that the being she carried is now able to walk alone in the light.
To all mothers: thank you for being the first refuge, the first courage, the first proof that love can exist in this world.
Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers.
