A child born to another women calls me “Mom”. The magnitude of that tragedy and depth of that privilege I carry in my heart.
Many Hindu’s believe that there are 4 stages of life. The first 25 years play, childhood & education. The second stage is, self-discovery, enterprise, adulthood, family. The third is contemplation & Benevolence. The fourth and final stage is letting go of this world and preparing for the next
“I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.
You can barley see the self inflicted cut marks on her legs which are the ones she had hoped would stop the pain of remembering her past. Although she carries around wounds from the past what shines through the strongest is her strength and profound beauty.