For Mother’s Day, I wish to remember Jizo’s mom. A few of my readers and visitors have called me Jizo’s mom, but he was created over 2,500 years ago, in a land far, far from Los Angeles. In seeking out stories of
In the story I was reading, Jizo’s mother has died and he goes to the afterlife to comfort her and carry her safely. He finds she is not there because she has already been reincarnated into a dog, a female dog. He later finds the dog and it becomes his companion. Today, I found an image of them, together:
Image by Jacqueline M Hadel
I wish to make a Mother’s Day prayer: that all the mothers of the world be free from suffering and the root of all suffering. That the infant child that each mother was at birth be held safely in Jizo’s arms, that the infant child within each of us be held safely as we walk the earth.
May we appreciate mothers and anyone who is mothering, male or female, not only on Mother’s Day, but on any day. The challenges presented in having and raising children are one of the biggest mysteries and secrets. Thank you, Moms.
Thank you so much for this blog, and its photo. For those of us, me, who find our most peace with dogs, I now know why.