tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584593519742497203.post7064932957675038362..comments2021-09-15T00:10:28.836+10:00Comments on Dharma Dreaming: An Artist's Life: Thank you Mr Banville. And My Mother Might Thank You tooPaul's Pictureshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03955684905808004318noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584593519742497203.post-63590624397226547852010-07-11T11:25:00.249+10:002010-07-11T11:25:00.249+10:00Thank you for inviting me to follow your blog! Yo...Thank you for inviting me to follow your blog! You've inspired me to start my own on blogger.com!<br /><br />This piece makes me think of several things both as a mother and a child.<br /><br />My mother passed away in 1973 when I was 13 years old. There was so much going on in the home at that time that I never grieved my mother until I was 26. I had a cancer scare and I could not seem to stop crying. This led me to a wonderful therapist and the realization that I never grieved for her. My point being that it WILL come out somewhere whether we want it to or not!<br /><br />As a mother of a son (20) and a daughter (17), this post makes me think of all the times I might have been abrupt or my tone of voice may sound testy because of something that is going on that is irrelevant to my children and how children often believe that things are their fault. It also makes me think of how hard it is to let go; how much I want to jump up and help them when I really need to let them experience their triumphs and their failures themselves and wait on the sidelines so that I can be supportive when they ask.<br /><br />SusanAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05537908740903531550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584593519742497203.post-46469755057630249892010-07-09T17:47:17.948+10:002010-07-09T17:47:17.948+10:00Hello Nazia. Thank you for your comments. I apprec...Hello Nazia. Thank you for your comments. I appreciate them very much and I am happy you found something in my post.Paul's Pictureshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03955684905808004318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584593519742497203.post-88818182294365219272010-07-09T16:55:11.321+10:002010-07-09T16:55:11.321+10:00This post had me thinking about those hurt moments...This post had me thinking about those hurt moments of my own when I was growing up. It is uncanny how we all recollect memories of our mothers so vividly...<br />Mine was what John Banville spoke about. Hurting my mother. He recalls one, I have few more...perhaps that states I was often selfish, rude and indifferent with my mother and I took her love for granted, far too much. <br /><br />Now as a mother myself, I look back and understand how she had borne it all without holding back her love. <br /><br />It is indeed a powerful and poignant post.<br />Thank you very much for sharing.Nazia Mallickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17849630337027710899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584593519742497203.post-12375713240671758792010-06-15T13:15:50.763+10:002010-06-15T13:15:50.763+10:00It is interesting how documentaries can influence ...It is interesting how documentaries can influence our lives and give us unexpected insights that can often unblock us and move us forward.<br /><br />I came across an article which I have cut and pasted below as I thought you might be interested. <br /> <br />A psychoanalyst stated:<br /><br />”Perhaps it does all come down to Oedipus after all: the mother-son relationship is a deep and intense one during childhood, but, unlike the mother-daughter bond, a specific rupture has to be made before the child can be fully adult. <br /><br />I wonder if others experience this separation in a disruptive way emotionally or even a sudden move away from the mother (perhaps being sent to boarding school. It is an interesting complex area. Mothers love their children but at the same time their mixed feelings indicate that the time will come one day when they need or have to let go. Interesting in Banville's case he was the one to instigate the separation. I think it can be a long drawn out process where steps to move away from each other take place, a return and a going away again. <br /><br />Thank you for your heartfelt sharing on this blog. I hope this insight opens things up for you and I look forward to reading more . Your secret admirer Pauline xxxxoxoxox<br /><br /><br />http://women.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/women/families/article3778942.ecesights.Paulinehttp://www.paulinestarotreadings.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584593519742497203.post-48559328013335696192010-06-15T12:36:54.026+10:002010-06-15T12:36:54.026+10:00Thank you Janice and thank you William. I am happy...Thank you Janice and thank you William. I am happy you both got something from this post. I appreciate your comments. My "dream" (well one of about a million or so) is to do a post every day. Instead it seems I don't get to do them very often. Still, each day is a new day and eachg post could just be the first of those daily ones. Thank you again my friends. I value VERY much your comments.Paul's Pictureshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03955684905808004318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584593519742497203.post-85987039286632007542010-06-15T00:32:11.302+10:002010-06-15T00:32:11.302+10:00Powerful piece, Paul. Thank you.Powerful piece, Paul. Thank you.William Michaelianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05945815778010124287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584593519742497203.post-56461667426320606062010-06-14T23:48:38.174+10:002010-06-14T23:48:38.174+10:00This was an interesting post and thank you for sha...This was an interesting post and thank you for sharing. I have hundreds of books on all subjects and among these are biographies and autobiographies. I love reading about the lives of other people. It shows how individual our lives are even while we grow up and live in this crowded world of ours.Janicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10694366876593599677noreply@blogger.com