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Creating Bridges: The Spiritual & Philosophical :
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The BUT Doctor Wishes
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mom and me in n.c
I can remember it like it was yesterday, my brothers laughing and playing around; farting under the sheets of our shared double bed. It was a contest that we had at least once a week, usually on a school night. The loudest and longest display of flatulence won. We were born one after the other so we were all in elementary school at the same time. And I guess you’d say that we were sort of poor; which meant we had to share everything, from the bed and hand-me-down clothes to the measles, chicken pox and on occasion, Grandma’s out-house.
For the most part we were well-mannered yard-apes, however on this particular night after a warning or two to stop playing and get to sleep, our mama mysteriously appeared in our bedroom doorway with three switches in one hand propped on her hip and the other hand perfectly perched in the door frame, she towered there like a science fiction creature. Her silhouette was accented by the 60 watt bulb glowing in the hallway, giving mom that bigger than life image; as if she needed that to intimidate us more, believe me she didn’t. The moment we saw her, we immediately froze, thinking that if we just stopped breathing and didn’t move, she would disappear into the kitchen and forget what she heard and smelled from our fart ridden room. But there would be no such luck.
Next came one of the infamous questions that all mom’s invariably ask their children. Questions every mom already knows the answer to and still they ask their horror stricken off-spring questions like, “Do you want me to come in there with your daddy’s belt and whip you?”
Or, “Do you think I holler at you yard-ape’s to hear my brains rattle?”
Or the Willie Nelson, On the Road Again question, “Do you want me to stop this car and pull down your pants and spank your bare bottom right here in front of God and everybody?”
You see what I mean, it’s clear to everyone that the answer is always, “No!” Actually, in our double wide trailer the answer had better be, “No Ma’am” or you’d receive an instant physical reminder of that little bit of etiquette!
I love that mama taught us to be respectful. Of course at the time you don’t think that way. At the time you just want to crawl under a rock and disappear. And you want to do what all the other kids are doing in the trailer park; skip school and talk back to your parents--then later you could count how many teeth you’d have left after you got whacked for being a smart mouth. Man, those were the days.
Mama worked hard for us kids; pulling swing shifts in a textile mill with unpredictable hours and for a salary that didn’t pay her what she knew she was worth. Even though we didn’t have much Mama always found ways for us to have things like the other kids had.
The Year of the Chicken in My Trailer Park Horror-Scope
Together we cut corners, saved S&H Green Stamps® and recycled glass bottles so we could have nice things. And, we didn’t stop there. Nope, not our clan, we even raised chickens! Yes sir, we were the only family living in a trailer park that had a chicken coop and 50 chickens. Of course we were also the only family that had fresh eggs everyday too. Then again we were the only frigging kids that had to get up every morning and feed and water those chickens and bring in their fresh eggs before walking the mile to the bus stop. I’m ashamed to say that having those chickens was a luxury wasted on this fifth grader, plus it was awful when we had to kill and eat them. Did I mention that we also had a goat, a baby fawn, 1 pet squirrel, 2 turtles, 2 gerbils, and a Saint Bernard named Lady? Just an FYI. Saint Bernard’s love to eat chickens. And Lady would eat them right through the fence. Yuk. I guess that was the first doggie drive through window.
I felt so different from a lot of the other kids. Once I overheard a teacher in elementary school expressing her concern about me. She was speaking with another teacher about my inability to read at my grade level. I stood by the coat closet very quietly when I realized she was talking about me. That is when the second teacher said, “I wouldn’t put too much time and energy into him, he’s just poor white trash.” My heart sank deep inside of me, sort of buried under a mountain of sadness and isolation. I couldn’t look either of these teachers in the face again for fear that I would continue to disappoint them; or worse, continue failing myself.
When we’re growing up we often can’t see past the minute that we’re struggling through. As a result most of us want to pull out, run and hide a million miles away from the hurtful childhood growth experiences that bite us in the neck, sucking the life out of us and stealing our souls.
Be Careful Not to Wish Away Your Childhood
Back then I was running as hard as I could away from my childhood. I believed that if we moved out of the trailer park and into a house that our life would be better, or if we had designer clothes, took the right classes or had enough money, then all of our problems would be solved. At the time I was ashamed of all of things we didn’t have, when in truth those were the best days of my life and I didn’t even realize it.
I realize today how much mom put into raising us, the long hours she worked both at work and at home with us. She must have gone years without ever getting 8 hours of sleep in one night. She had to serve as both our mother and father, and she did it without ever making us feel that she was overwhelmed. My Mama loved her boys and we knew it.
Today, I live in Los Angeles, I am living my dream life and my life’s purpose as an intuitive, writer and speaker. While lecturing or teaching classes I am amazed at how much strength and wisdom I pull from my youth. The very place I spent a lot of my time wishing to escape is the place my intuition pulls from today in order to continue building my spiritual foundation and success.
And the person I give complete responsibility to for making me a responsible, caring man is Mama. It was, and still is, her support and brilliant love that has served to get me where I am. Each time I make a good decision, achieve a new goal or simply wake up feeling good, she is the motivating factor in the equation.
Everyday is truly Mother’s Day
I realize that everyone isn’t blessed with a great mom. Some families have problems; there could be physical or mental illness, and let’s face it not all women were meant to be parents. It takes a great deal of patience and compassion and positive self-esteem sure helps. But none of us would be here without our moms. Those of us who had at least good-enough mothers have a lot to be grateful for. For me each experience I have in life, my values, the way I see other people in life, even the decisions I make can be tracked back to the influence of my beautiful mother. No one except God will truly ever know how much thought, concern and love that a mom puts into her children. Even when we think, as little kids, that mom’s too busy to spend time with us, the reality is that she is thinking about her yard-apes when she’s at work, or when she’s worried about bills.
I am grateful for my mom. Without her I would not be living out my desired aspirations and goal setting 2,600 miles from my hometown in North Carolina. I am thankful that my soul blueprint lead me to her and that our love for each other supports and sustains a brighter, more powerful future than we could have imagined.
There are a couple of things that we can bank on in life. One, is that each of us are going to die. Two, that everyone of us has a mother, at least until that whole cloning thing gets out of hand. And three, that nearly everyone during the busy days of their adult lives thinks of their mom while remembering a childhood experience and says: “I need to call mom this week,” or “As soon as I get caught up on everything I’ll take mom to dinner.” Please do yourself a huge favor; don’t wait until you feel that you have extra time to call your mom or when you have everything else taken care of before you call and simply say, “I was just thinking about you mom and I wanted to tell you that I love you.” It will make her feel great that you thought of her and it will make you feel like a million bucks too.
Once in a blue moon this yard-ape will accidentally let one rip under the sheets. I’m in my forties and these things happen. Each time I do my mind flashes back to that trailer and that infamous Mama question, “Do you want me to come in there?” It’s funny how life works. Today I’d give anything to go back to my youth and bask in that priceless time spent with mom, growing up and living in the moment.
Happy Mother’s Day. I love you Mom.
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Eddie Conner,
Author & Soul Intuitive
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Eddie Conner has achieved international acclaim as a Soul Intuitive, humorist, speaker and the author of The Big BUT Syndrome™.
To date Eddie has shared his metaphysical teachings on thousands of radio stations in the U.S. and is currently creating a show for national television syndication. Eddie is a contributing writer for The Power Agent and The Caster Magazines in Los Angeles.
He's the founder of the Spirit Light Expo ~ Merging Movies, Magic & Metaphysics™ and conducts tours to Peru and the Far East. Eddie and his teeny weenie BUT live in Los Angeles, California.
Soul Awareness with Eddie Conner (818) 734-9392
www.EddieConner.com
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