Life and values The reconciliation I met Karen on one of the trips I made to one of the cities in southern Brazil. A young woman who at that time was between 16 and 17 years old. She was blonde, almost red-haired, light blue eyes, slim, short, but of a very dear soul.
She came to me after a conference and asked if she could tell me two things. I agreed, I gave her the time and Karen began to tell me that she carried a serious problem in her soul. The tears came to her eyes without falling.
I asked her what that serious problem was and she replied that it was her mother. But what can be so serious about your mother? I replied.
And Karen answered me, letting the tears flow now. It's that my mother is a prostitute and I don't want to know anything about her, I'm ashamed of her. I have a boyfriend, a teacher, and I would be very ashamed if he finds out that my mother is like that.
I would like to never see her again. And I saw the suffering of that young woman, in the way she narrated the torments of her heart in relation to the situation of her mother. Realizing this, I turned to Karen and asked her: By chance, my friend, have you already talked to your mother to find out what led her to that lifestyle?
Your mother probably did it to defend you. In the fragility of her own heart, she wanted to save her daughter, perhaps from a stepfather, from someone she feared would disrespect you. Talk to your mother, I am sure you have yet to discover the mother you have.
Karen cried, hugged me, asked if she could write to me. I nodded. Two weeks after our meeting in her city, I received a small letter from the young woman and she said: I called my mother and asked for a meeting so that we could talk.
She was so happy that we agreed to talk one day I was waiting for the arrival of that day, to see what the girl would write to me later. Almost a month passed, when I received a longer letter from Karen and she told me that she and her mother talked for an entire night. And, in fact, her mother had confirmed that she had been afraid of remarrying after widowhood and that someone within her home might abuse her daughter whom she loved so much.
And because of the fragility of her soul, then, she got involved with a man, she got involved with another man and when she realized it, she was addicted to get involved with men. The young woman told me in the letter that she felt such great tenderness for her mother that they became friends at the end of the conversation. They had already agreed to go live in the same apartment, the two of them would stay in the same room so they could talk for many hours, eliminating the delay of that time when they were estranged, not because of the mother but because of the daughter.
After a while I received another message from the young woman from the south, telling me that her mother was the best person in the world, how she loved her, how she helped her and that she was living with her mother a true paradise. She had already introduced her boyfriend to her mother and her mother treated him very well, he liked his future mother-in-law. Days and months passed.
Two years after the first conversation, Karen tells me that she was engaged, then she sent me the invitation to her wedding where her mother would be her godmother. It would be a party of hearts. She had reconciled with her mother and now Karen has two children.
Now, one is six years old, another is four years old, they love their grandmother, they live in the same home. The former mother tormented by prostitution became the family's guardian angel. She takes care of her grandchildren so her daughter and son-in-law can work.
She loves children passionately and her reconciliation opened the doors of Karen's soul to discover a love that loved her so much, even if it was at a distance from her. You are watching Life and values When I think of Karen's story, a story that I knew personally, I start to imagine how many family dramas exist in that same direction. Sons, daughters who criticize their fathers, their mothers, full of reasons and often with real reasons, but who never dared to listen to the other's reasons.
Talk with the father, talk with the mother, know what really happened and open the soul to know how to forgive. No son has the right to be angry with its mother, to be angry with its father, no matter how complicated they are, because they were the ones who let us get there. There are many correct mothers, full of virtues, but who do not allow their children to be born.
There are many parents who are socially correct, educated, but who do not want to have children. Thus, our fathers, our mothers, although poor, illiterate, with certain vices, even with the habit of sexual prostitution, but who opened the doors of reincarnation for us to arrive. Not in vain, the Decalogue of Moses establishes in one of his commandments: Honor your father and your mother so that you may live long in the land the Lord your God is giving you.
Honor is respect. No one can force its child to love its father, to love its mother, especially if we consider the nuances of reincarnation. We are often reborn as sons, as daughters of our former enemies.
Often we receive into the home as sons, as daughters, old adversaries of ours and it is natural that due to the Laws of affinity, we do not have so much openness to love, so many reasons to love. We tolerate, we endure, however, always respecting. We don't need to agree with everything they do.
But hating the father, hating the mother, feeling anger from the father, feeling anger from the mother will certainly complicate us because that will characterize a damage that will break the heart, a damage that disrespects parents, of ingratitude, which the Gospel indicates as one of the most serious things that the soul can acquire for its present and future existence. In the same way as we need to reconcile with our loves, father, mother, brothers, while there is time, while we are with them. Let's not forget that it was Jesus Christ who proposed to us: Reconcile with your adversary, while you are with it on the road.
As long as we are here on Earth. If our adversary dies before us or we before it there we will have a serious mess, because it may be that our adversary, in the Hereafter, will not forgive us for the ingratitude, the evil, the disturbances caused in its life. It may be that from that moment on we no longer have the opportunity to apologize to it, to ask for its forgiveness, and we carry the guilt complex, the intimate torment during an entire existence, always feeling guilty or responsable for the misfortunes that they went through or even for his death.
How many times do we find children, couples, friends who cling to the handle of the coffin where the bodies of the people they hated are, they scream and despair. To those who are watching it, it will seem affectionate, but deep down in everyone's soul it can be a guilt complex. I could have lived better with him.
I could have been better for her. I could have done a little more to reconcile us. I could have invested a little more to not let love fade never die.
Indifference, evil complicates us. Before going to the temple to deliver our offering, says the Gospel, before going to our religious practices, whatever it may be, let us reconcile our hearts with those who care for us, who serve us or even with those who criticize us, who are ours adversaries or even our enemies. That is why, based on the teachings of Jesus Christ, I understand Karen, I understood Karen.
And there are so many others like Karen living in the world, who need to love.
