For as long as I can remember having an August birthday seemed to be a terrible thing for those around me. I personally loved having a summer birthday, Summer is my favorite season. I love that in summer the world is alive it's warm outside, there are so many opportunities in the summer.
I was always told that being born under the sign of the Leo was terrible. Leo's were always hogging the spotlight, they always want their own way, proud and stubborn. Then there was the birthstone, really? could August get a stone that had something redeeming about it? Even the calendars always picked the worst pictures they could for August. It was as if the world hated August, There's no holidays in August, usually you have to either go back to school shopping or now days school starts in August. It seems to be the month that has been taken for granted.
Back when I was a child and school didn't start until September, we used to love going camping in August. finish up the wood cutting for the winter, get in those all important summer rays and enjoy the time we had before school started.
I love that in August the weather starts to cool a bit, but still remain warm enough to go outside and play and enjoy the outdoors. the monsoon season is coming to a close but you can still count on some wonderful summer rain storms.
It seemed that everyone I met told me I wasn't like any other Leo they had met. apparently that was supposed to be a compliment. This year for my birthday month I have really been studying what the signs and stones I was born under mean and embrace this part of me. Even though I don't get too far into astrological things I do believe that the time of year we are born means something. I want to embrace every part of who I am and love the time of year I was born. That means loving all that goes with it, no matter where it comes from.
I started with my birthstone. Apparently I'm not the only one who has struggled with Peridot. the jewelry store says that people come in and tell them "mine is the ugly birthstone" When I was a child every piece of jewelry I got was peridot on top of that I was a child during the ugly era of the 70s every color of green was super awful! Then my mother would force me to wear the most hideous dress, double knit polyester in, you guessed it, dark green.
I wouldn't say I hated green, but I gained a belief that green was an amazing color as long as it was not on my clothing or in my house. I love looking at green in nature, it's beautiful! For my entire life I have really and truly though, avoided the color green as an accessory and more important I have avoided my birthstone.
About a month ago, I have an awakening of sorts. I had been feeling rather unbalanced, I would use light therapy to help, but it seemed to only last so long. I used supplements and seriously without them I would not be able to keep going, but I ended up with a very strange rash on my neck. could not get it to go away. I cleaned all my jewelry, I separated out all the jewelry that wasn't a pure metal. One night as I was sleeping I dreamed I was using green light it was a light green and it was healing me deep inside of myself. After that experience I started to see improvement with the rash. I found myself talking to my sister shortly after and she advises me that she thinks I need green light. Well, green light is hard to find and mostly because the research isn't as magnificent as for red and blue. But in my light system are frequencies that resonate with the green light. I became intrigued with the color of green.
What better place to start than with my birthstone! You really can't get any more green than that! I've always believed in color therapy and I know that colors carry frequencies; combine that with a natural stone and that frequency is enhanced along with the other minerals in the stone.
I found out that Peridot is a super cool stone! It has iron in it which emits a slight yellow hue to the green. they say it's the sun coming through the stone. Peridot is formed from volcanoes in the molten rock of the upper mantle and brought up to the surface by the tremendous forces of earthquakes and volcanoes. (https://www.crystalvaults.com/crystal-encyclopedia/peridot) this is the fire stone, which is interesting as the element for August is Fire. Peridot is excellent for the solar plexus and has been said that it absorbs the power of the sun. It is also used for healing of the heart, thymus, lungs, gallbladder, spleen and intestinal tract. Peridot is often called the extreme gem as it is a powerful cleanser to assist the body in releasing and neutralizing toxins on all levels. It is considered the Vitamin D of the healing crystals. Did I mention it is a symbol of prosperity? It's hard to find a stone that is as cherry and uplifting as Peridot.
I mentioned that Peridot is often referred to as the fire stone. This is because it is said to harness the power of the sun. the element in Traditional Chinese medicine for the month of August is fire. those of us born in August have a fire that moves us and pushes us ahead. If sometimes it feels like we are dragging you with us, please don't be offended. When we find something we love we want to open up our hearts and share that passion with our friends and family. The passion we have also allows us to be compassionate and have a deeper understanding of others. I remember many times in my life when I was told I felt deeply and I thought deeply. I have known in my circle these people who come under the element of fire and surprising for the nay-sayers is that these people are the ones out there teaching and helping others to reach higher and go further. They are solid in their foundations and once they understand a concept it's hard to remove them from it.
That stubborn quality that so many think of when they think of the Leo, I believe is that passion. Leo's and fire element people are extremely loyal, and sometimes what looks like selfish is really focused. It doesn't mean they can't stand up for themselves, but be careful about how far you push a Leo or fire element person, because they can take a lot of heat, but just like a fire when pushed too far, there can definitely be an explosion.
The one thing I love about Leo's is the Leo is a lion! The lion is the king (or Queen) of the jungle they are protective of their pride by nature and take pride in who they are and understand their responsibilities. This doesn't mean that you will never meet a Leo who falls down on the job, I think those types exist no matter when they are born, but honestly to do so is really and truly going against their inherent nature.
The life of a mother is a tender thing. We raise our own children and somehow our reach as a mother extends as we evolve our role to "mothering" Mentoring, and blessing many. We sometimes keep silent in our trials, but at the same time it's nice to know we are not alone. In this world of picture perfect selfies, and the always needing to look like we are fine, it's ok to say we aren't that we have things to work through also.
Saturday, August 18, 2018
Tuesday, August 7, 2018
Waiting for my son to return to me
Mom's have their hearts broken in many ways. Some mother's lose their babies at birth, some have a child who commits suicide, Some may have a child die in a car accident. I have experienced the loss of a baby, my heart broke into a million pieces, It's something I live with everyday, but I have comfort knowing I will see my child again after this life and that he is watching over my family as an angel. But,now my heart has been broken for 3 years now and it continues to break over and over and over for my son who is still alive.
In 1995 I gave birth to a beautiful Son. His sweet spirit was so gentle and kind even while he had been in the womb. He emitted nothing less than that of the love of the Savior. This is a gift he carried with him to earth and to my home. His birth was pretty rough, 8 hours, and transition was almost more than I could bear, but the thought of having this amazing person in my life and the gift that God was sending to me gave me the strength to keep going. I know many moms who know what I'm talking about, we will do anything, even to give our own lives for the life of our child. After he was born we found out his lung had been popped, he was rushed to the hospital where he spent 2 days under oxygen. He was truly a miracle in every way.
When he was in high school he started dating a girl, not unlike most young men his age he was quite taken with her and the more he learned about how hard of a life she had growing up, the more he was determined to make things better for her. I remember being a little concerned because I wasn't so sure she was genuine, but like most parents we support our children in their decisions the best we can
She was a year behind him in High school and to be honest did much better grade wise than he did. some people have book smarts and some people have social smarts. My son has social and cultural smarts. She didn't have any friends in school, so after my son graduated he gave the responsibility to making sure she was ok during school to his brother. A task his brother took on willingly
I remember my son bringing this girlfriend over to our house where she would tell us she loved to be here because we were a functioning family. I learned over the course of time that her father had a severe pornography problem, had sexually abused her, and at one juncture had pointed a gun directly at my son with the intention to pull the trigger.
Just before my son married this girl, 3 years ago, her dad and mom decided to reconcile, then all hell broke loose on how terrible my husband and I are. We went from being the model family to never doing anything right. Her parents became the heros and the gun issue? Her dad was completely justified and would do it again. At every turn her parents, especially her dad find and create opportunities to undermine us and drive a wedge between my son and his parents. It got to the point that if he talked to me without his wife around he would be brow beaten because he didn't remember every syllable of the conversation. I began receiving unbelievable text messages from his phone in words that my son would not use and of course she would slip up and refer to "him" instead of using "me" allowing me to really see that he was not sending me the messages. We have not been allowed to their home and have been adamantly told by his wife that we have to make an appointment to come over. (Funny her parents are over all the time as evidenced by FB posts). We have tried to sneak visits to his job, but unless his wife says it's ok he can't have contact with any member of his family and he will actually make sure he is unavailable for us. Today, on his birthday, my husband and children will surprise him at work anyway and since I am out of town I will mourn. I miss my son so much!
My son hasn't spoken to me in almost a whole year.
I read somewhere that it's difficult for 2 women to love the same man and be friends, this was why mothers and daughter in laws would always be at odds. I have some pretty great daughter in laws, they respect me and love me and we get along great so I didn't understand this statement. This daughter in law, however, I couldn't figure it out, and then, it came to me...
Girls, you are not your husband's mom, we, their mothers get to be that. You have a different role, it's to be his wife. There's this joke out there, but is it really a joke? "having a husband is like having another child" I came to understand through my son being married to this woman that wives and mothers are vying for the same job. I've even heard some mom's tell me that they gave their son to another woman to take care of. I'm sorry, I didn't give my son away. I am still the mom. my husband is still the dad. Our roles change as our children grow up, but our position remains.
Have you ever considered how much your husband does for you? If it were not for my husband I couldn't do near as much as I do, we are team, I help him with what he does and he helps me with what I do. I have a gift of healing and I have created an environment for healing, my husband has a home office and is able to pick up the home slack with the house and the kids so I can be a blessing to other people. He lifts me up when I've had a long day, listens to my struggles, comforts me when my heart is breaking. I am most definitely not his mom and he is most definitely not my dad.
The role of a parent is one that no one can replace. I have had women in my life who have been like another mother to me, but no one takes the place of the one who gave me life, who raised me and taught me about God. The commandment says that we should honor our father and our mother that our days may be long upon the earth which we stand. This is straight from God! I wonder if when women try to take over the mom's position; Does that honor her? I never knew my Mother in Law, but I honor her because she is my husband's mother, she is the grand mother of my children, and in a big way that makes her another mom to myself. Of course I understand that there are those who are unable to have a relationship with a parent, but really and truly does someone else take the place? Or do they give love to you in that space?
My son's wife believes that the scripture of cleaving to your wife and none other means throwing out your mother. I did have to laugh because people mis-interpret scriptures for their own gain. Adultery, by the way, has nothing to do with respecting, honoring and loving your mother. There are however many scriptures that say you need to obey and honor your parents.
Today is my son's birthday, I will miss him and pray for him, and hope that someday he will have the strength to stand up for himself and his family. There are so many out there who tell women to leave a bad husband, but men are supposed to tough it out. I have found that more men than not will put up with everything and will allow themselves to be beaten into the ground rather than leave an abusive relationship. Men need to know that they too are of value! I am the mother of 8 sons and 3 bonus sons. The thing we mothers want most for our sons is a wife who loves them and cherishes them and treats them like a King.
Wives, love your husband, learn to love his family, he is a part of them. By marrying him you become a part of them too. No matter what your cultural background, or religious background, we all come from different backgrounds and when we are married we marry both backgrounds and create something new together, celebrating where each individual comes from.
Some families we take in small doses, some families are easier to be around, but in the end it's how we treat each other and how we show our loved ones how much they are cared for and valued. Time is short and we never know how much time we have to show our family how much we love them.
In 1995 I gave birth to a beautiful Son. His sweet spirit was so gentle and kind even while he had been in the womb. He emitted nothing less than that of the love of the Savior. This is a gift he carried with him to earth and to my home. His birth was pretty rough, 8 hours, and transition was almost more than I could bear, but the thought of having this amazing person in my life and the gift that God was sending to me gave me the strength to keep going. I know many moms who know what I'm talking about, we will do anything, even to give our own lives for the life of our child. After he was born we found out his lung had been popped, he was rushed to the hospital where he spent 2 days under oxygen. He was truly a miracle in every way.
When he was in high school he started dating a girl, not unlike most young men his age he was quite taken with her and the more he learned about how hard of a life she had growing up, the more he was determined to make things better for her. I remember being a little concerned because I wasn't so sure she was genuine, but like most parents we support our children in their decisions the best we can
She was a year behind him in High school and to be honest did much better grade wise than he did. some people have book smarts and some people have social smarts. My son has social and cultural smarts. She didn't have any friends in school, so after my son graduated he gave the responsibility to making sure she was ok during school to his brother. A task his brother took on willingly
I remember my son bringing this girlfriend over to our house where she would tell us she loved to be here because we were a functioning family. I learned over the course of time that her father had a severe pornography problem, had sexually abused her, and at one juncture had pointed a gun directly at my son with the intention to pull the trigger.
Just before my son married this girl, 3 years ago, her dad and mom decided to reconcile, then all hell broke loose on how terrible my husband and I are. We went from being the model family to never doing anything right. Her parents became the heros and the gun issue? Her dad was completely justified and would do it again. At every turn her parents, especially her dad find and create opportunities to undermine us and drive a wedge between my son and his parents. It got to the point that if he talked to me without his wife around he would be brow beaten because he didn't remember every syllable of the conversation. I began receiving unbelievable text messages from his phone in words that my son would not use and of course she would slip up and refer to "him" instead of using "me" allowing me to really see that he was not sending me the messages. We have not been allowed to their home and have been adamantly told by his wife that we have to make an appointment to come over. (Funny her parents are over all the time as evidenced by FB posts). We have tried to sneak visits to his job, but unless his wife says it's ok he can't have contact with any member of his family and he will actually make sure he is unavailable for us. Today, on his birthday, my husband and children will surprise him at work anyway and since I am out of town I will mourn. I miss my son so much!
My son hasn't spoken to me in almost a whole year.
I read somewhere that it's difficult for 2 women to love the same man and be friends, this was why mothers and daughter in laws would always be at odds. I have some pretty great daughter in laws, they respect me and love me and we get along great so I didn't understand this statement. This daughter in law, however, I couldn't figure it out, and then, it came to me...
Girls, you are not your husband's mom, we, their mothers get to be that. You have a different role, it's to be his wife. There's this joke out there, but is it really a joke? "having a husband is like having another child" I came to understand through my son being married to this woman that wives and mothers are vying for the same job. I've even heard some mom's tell me that they gave their son to another woman to take care of. I'm sorry, I didn't give my son away. I am still the mom. my husband is still the dad. Our roles change as our children grow up, but our position remains.
Have you ever considered how much your husband does for you? If it were not for my husband I couldn't do near as much as I do, we are team, I help him with what he does and he helps me with what I do. I have a gift of healing and I have created an environment for healing, my husband has a home office and is able to pick up the home slack with the house and the kids so I can be a blessing to other people. He lifts me up when I've had a long day, listens to my struggles, comforts me when my heart is breaking. I am most definitely not his mom and he is most definitely not my dad.
The role of a parent is one that no one can replace. I have had women in my life who have been like another mother to me, but no one takes the place of the one who gave me life, who raised me and taught me about God. The commandment says that we should honor our father and our mother that our days may be long upon the earth which we stand. This is straight from God! I wonder if when women try to take over the mom's position; Does that honor her? I never knew my Mother in Law, but I honor her because she is my husband's mother, she is the grand mother of my children, and in a big way that makes her another mom to myself. Of course I understand that there are those who are unable to have a relationship with a parent, but really and truly does someone else take the place? Or do they give love to you in that space?
My son's wife believes that the scripture of cleaving to your wife and none other means throwing out your mother. I did have to laugh because people mis-interpret scriptures for their own gain. Adultery, by the way, has nothing to do with respecting, honoring and loving your mother. There are however many scriptures that say you need to obey and honor your parents.
Today is my son's birthday, I will miss him and pray for him, and hope that someday he will have the strength to stand up for himself and his family. There are so many out there who tell women to leave a bad husband, but men are supposed to tough it out. I have found that more men than not will put up with everything and will allow themselves to be beaten into the ground rather than leave an abusive relationship. Men need to know that they too are of value! I am the mother of 8 sons and 3 bonus sons. The thing we mothers want most for our sons is a wife who loves them and cherishes them and treats them like a King.
Wives, love your husband, learn to love his family, he is a part of them. By marrying him you become a part of them too. No matter what your cultural background, or religious background, we all come from different backgrounds and when we are married we marry both backgrounds and create something new together, celebrating where each individual comes from.
Some families we take in small doses, some families are easier to be around, but in the end it's how we treat each other and how we show our loved ones how much they are cared for and valued. Time is short and we never know how much time we have to show our family how much we love them.
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