I believe that all of us need and want to be seen by others. It’s a true gift to reach inside with our hearts and reflect what we see with honesty and love. Happy Mother’s Day, Mom! This is who I see. You are a beautiful, open, generous bowl of compassion. Each day you sit on your cushion and hold space for spirit to enter. You do this for your self, for those you love, and for all of us who are too busy running around like headless chickens. For much of your life, you have been afraid to be as big and as bright as you are. Some people have been intimidated by you. Perhaps feeling something lacking in themselves, they’ve lashed out. These experiences brought pain, shame and fear, which in turn created barriers to loving and being who you most want to be. But they also shaped you, made you who you are. You are a survivor, a spirit warrior, a dragon tea lady; a seeker who finds beauty in small, unwanted places and things; woman who’s learned to breathe along with suffering and to exhale love; a soul who is always growing her capacity to feel and to be. I see how truly big you are, in your heart, and your mind, a finely tuned instrument of play, deep wonder and joy. I see you, Mom, and I love you. Exactly as you are. Oh, and BTW: thanks to you and Dad for giving me life!