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The older I get, the closer I come to my mother. As if I am returning to my homeland, the body that gave me life, the woman who sacrificed her dreams in order to become a mother and eventually to let me dream. In Greek, we say “mitera” for mother, out of the world “mitra” that means the womb. The correlation between the organ hosting life in its early stages and the quality of motherhood is obvious, yet has to be felt in order to be apprehended, experienced and explained.  It’s not being taught, and is as personal as our own identity. Being a mother is part of her identity.

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Someone once said “my homeland is my mother’s belly”

Time, the way human can perceive of, the way we measure moments and, its magic lies in the extraordinary fact that, while it is counted in units, like minutes, days, years, sometimes it can last as long as eternity does, it can also last as long as a feeling, which has no unit of measurement.

Our ability to love is our ability to defeat death, since “forever” will be the sum of all the “now” you have been experiencing with our heart, this divine muscle that makes our mortal body immortal, as long as we give and receive love.

 

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Κάπου διάβασα “Πατρίδα μου είναι η κοιλιά της μάνας μου”.

 

Κάτι τα στολίδια της μητέρας που φορούσαμε μικρές κατά την επαφή μας με τη θυληκότητά μας, κάτι τα ρολόγια που ποτέ δεν αγάπησα γιατί μου θυμίζουν την θνητότητα του χρόνου που δεν επαναφέρεται (δεν είχα ποτέ ρολόι σπίτι μου και ποτε δεν το κοιτώ αν δεν πρόκειται για συνάντηση, και τόσο ειρωνικά θυμάμαι όλες τις ημερομηνίες των Συναντήσεων μου…)

Ο ανθρώπινα αντιληπτός χρόνος είναι ο τρόπος με τον οποίο μετράμε στιγμές και η μαγεία του έγκειται στο οτι ενώ έχει μονάδα μέτρησης, μπορεί να διαρκέσει όσο ενα συναίσθημα, κάτι που δεν έχει μονάδα μέτρησης.

Η ικανότητά μας να αγαπάμε είναι η ικανότητά μας να νικούμε τον θάνατο, αφού το “για πάντα” θα είναι όλα τα “τώρα” που ζήσαμε με όλη μας την καρδιά, αυτόν το μύ που μας κάνει αθάνατους.

 

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