My Mother's Day Flower

I really like this photo for all it represents. There is the flower. There is Maharaji. There is the light. There is the music stand. So, in spite of what transpired for me for my "mother's day" in the realm of the world and 'family'...in the reality of the spirit, I can be thankful for all the small wonders that have been given to me, even on this day with a single white carnation.

I am thankful also for the wonderful visit I had with my own mother. She was not feeling well and had been put to bed. She had thrown up at lunch. We had a quiet visit in her room. She did not want to eat anything. I did not eat anything. I was not hungry either. We just hung out together. That was enough. And the guest room at the nursing home was exactly what I needed. It was comfortable and felt very safe.