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The search for the timeless Mother

January 5, 2019 by admin Leave a Comment

Here was my mother getting a new computer at the age of 99 (nine yeas ago) . I wonder if I’ll get a new computer at 99? She died at 102 and is still on Facebook. We are chatting now. Here’s what was said: 

I learned a lot about Assumptions as tech support for my mother. She would get hung up, and I would be challenged to figure out what she did or was doing wrong because she always operated on the other side of my assumptions. One assumes a basic computer knowledge when teaching another, but teaching a 99 year-old is like teaching a two year-old. You are always returned to ground zero. Ground Zero always keeps you grounded. From ashes to ashes.

I just put this on her timeline. Now that’s an interesting idea: Timeline. We think we live in a line of time, an ant column of years moving across a patio. The finger of fate is always about to squash us. Facebook mimics life. While there is a timeline; you are always on Facebook Now.

If my mother were only in time, then she would now be off the timeline. If I write time here on this white comment box, I can see the ants marching across the white field in a time line. But what makes this possible? The timeless. What is the timeless but the white field, the always present white field or background BEing upon which I write. THAT is my mother. 

While we all have personal mothers, the Great Mother of BEing itself. THAT is what we write upon, play upon, know joy and sorrow upon. While the personal mother may drop off the timeline, which means stop writing upon it, our Great Mother is still here, always already here, closer that our words are to themselves. SHE makes us possible as time. Our words are born; our words die, marching across her timeless Being. 

So do not fear the finger of fate. It is only the Mother’s Loving Touch. 

Thanks, Mom. I enjoyed our chat. 

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