Among the sorrows that tear a mother's heart, disrespect toward her child by inattentive and neglectful others is particularly hurtful. Mary knows a mother's sorrow.
"Buddhist teachings say that every being has been our mother in the past."
( --from Women of Wisdom, by Tsultrim Allione.)
So much room for sorrow!
49. As the bee takes the essence of a flower and flies away without destroying its beauty and perfume, so let the sage wander in this life. . . .
54. The perfume of flowers goes not against the wind, not even the perfume of sandalwood, of rose-bay, or of jasmine; but the perfume of virtue travels against the wind and reaches unto the ends of the world. . .
58. Even as on a heap of rubbish thrown away by the side of the road a lotus flower may grow and blossom with its pure perfume giving joy to the soul, in the same way among the blind multitudes shines the pure light of wisdom of the student who follows the Buddha, the one who is truly awake.
(from - The Dhammapada, trans. by Juan Murasco from Everyday Mind)
The sorrow Mary experiences now is the tendency of our civilization not to see whole, the denial of whole-sight. There exists, rather, a vapid unwillingness to assent to and confirm all that is, all that is needfully alive, and all that is alive and intimately part of us.
One of the endless fascinations for me in studying Shakespeare's texts is the fact that he does not content himself with one view of any given problem. In Romeo and Juliet, for instance, he does not settle for a simple look at the evils of those who engage in feuding, but he factors in many variations on the theme: people who actively engage in feuding die, people who condone feuding suffer, and people who claim that they do not approve of feuding but who lack the courage or strength to actively oppose or stop it also pay the price for their folly. Romeo and Juliet die for their rashness. The Montagues lose two family members for their feuding, as do the Capulets. Even the Prince suffers the loss of family members because, he says, he ignored the wrong-doing. All are punished. Similarly, in Julius Caesar, an even-handed justice is meted out to a number of people who fail to live up to an appropriate standard of loyalty to others.
(--from "All are Punished": Studying Varying Loyalties in Julius Caesar, by Carolyn P. Henley, http://www.shakespearemag.com/fall98/punished.asp)
today a once lovely converted sardine carrier lists to port
dishevelled and peeling, hardware tossed haphazardly on upper deck, tied to dock like a disoriented mad-woman in a bad movie lashed to her bunk by her feuding offspring.
Financial institutions that sailed fast and devil-may-care, saddled by an inattentive and dry-rotted non-regulatory administration, come crashing down on ledges at low tide threatening to sink many, a dry-drunk executive unable to connect the dots of forecast, frantic profits, and fiscal folly.
The neglected ship of state and state of ship are two sad sights on a financially sad day.
Still, the sun and brisk wind on a warm September day brought us along the peninsula in good cheer. Visiting wharves and churches, Renys
and Good Will, donut shop and small cafe, we eat our way into the middle of the ninth month smelling the fragrance of seaweed in low tide and whitecaps on blustery bay.
There is a way to counter sorrow.
Don't be other than it.
Sorrowful situations demand sorrowful attention.
Then -- move through and beyond it as best you can.
Our mothers wish us well.
Vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra, salve!
(Our life, our sweetness, and our hope, greetings!)
(--from anthem, Salve Regina)
Greet well one another.