Ar šiem vārdiem šorīt pamodos. Atlikums no sapņu pasaules, sēkliņa kuru garīgā pasaule iestādija naktī, kā noskaņu šai dienai. Bērniem šodien papildus brīvdiena un vakar es novedu abus līdz asarām kaut kur starp mazgāšanos un gulētiešanu, jo viņi bija uzkāpuši manam pēdējam nervu galiņam un vēl jautri padejoja polku tur esot.
Latviešiem ir daudz tautas dziesmu, kas salīdzina māmmiņu ar saulīti. Lielāks gods nevarētu būt. Šie raksturojumi visi balstās uz saulītes siltumu un labumu, bet ir arī saule, kas var pārkarsēt un apdedzināt. Šīs dienas saulīte ir dedzīgi sarkana, jo saulīte ir ne tikai silta, bet reizēm arī uzkvēlo, un mums ir jāmācas sadzīvot ar to. Vārdsakot, visam ir savas robežas. Es vēl mācos pieņemt savu karstumu un dedzīgumu bez nežēlīgiem pārmetumiem pret sevi. Tā gribas 100% piedāvāt pavasarīgi silto dienu, bet tā nav realitāte ārpus mājām...
Tomēr kopumā gribas, lai iespaids ir silts un atbalstošs. Un tāpēc arī ir šie skaistie atgādinājumi, pēc kā mēs tiecamies.
I woke up with these words clearly resounding in my head today. Remanants of the dream world, a seed planted by the spiritual world to 'tune' my day. My children have an extra day off school today and last night I made them both cry somewhere between bathing and bedtime because they had both sat down heavily on my last nerve and were wiggling their butts around on it.
Latvians have many folksongs likening mothers to the sun. There could be no greater honor. These comparisons all highlight the sun's warmth and goodness, but there are also times when the sun overheats and even scorches us. Today's depiction of the sun ir fiery red, because sunshine isn't always just warm, but at times flares up and we must learn to live with that accordingly. In other words, everything has its boundaries and limits. I am still learning to accept my own heat and fieriness without ruthless criticism toward myself. I would so love to offer the warm spring day sunshine 100% of the time, but that isn't the reality outside of one's home...
Nevertheless, I sincerely hope that overall the impression I leave is warm and supportive. And that's why we have these beautiful reminders of something to strive toward.
The sun ir warm, mother is nice/pleasant/lovely,
Both are good.
From the sunshine - warm mornings,
From mother - kind and loving words.
Lai notiek tā!
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