OH, MOTHER.
In honor of Mother’s Day, a few of our contributors at Project Synergy share a bit of what their mothers mean to them. They honor the mundane, routine everyday things—but, they also honor the big, soulful things that only mothers can do. Read some of their reflections below.
Alexia Rosas recalls a deeply sentimental routine she shared with her mother in her school days. Despite the distance that may now separate them, she keeps the memory present.
Alexia and her mother, Sybille.
When I was in high school, my alarm clock would never ring. I might be lying. I didn’t even have an alarm.
Instead, my mom would wake me up with the smell of pan pita and queso fresco right by the side of my bed. She would kiss my forehead and force me to get out of bed. She did and does the same with my brothers and sisters (brothers in plural because the dogs count as well).
When I left home to go to school for the first time, I thought as I hugged my mom in tears “For the first time in my life, I’m going to need an alarm clock” and that was what hurt the most. We might not talk every day, and we might not see each other as often, but what I miss the most, ma, is waking up to your breakfasts and forehead kisses.
My mom is my muse if it’s not yet evident enough.
She’s the happiest, most vibrant, pure, and most positive soul I know. I guess relatively everyone thinks highly of their mom- and not to make this a competition- which I usually like to do, but my mom is everything and anything I aspire to be.
She has taught me strength. She has taught me that no matter the adversities life throws along the way, we’ll always bounce back, and in an even better, stronger version of ourselves. She has taught me to never give up, even when I tell her I can’t. She cheers me up, even when I’m not feeling like it. She has taught me that love is not measured necessarily in words but in action. She has taught me that achieving your goals takes both determination and dedication but above all: passion.
But most importantly of all, she has taught me to love myself. Because I truly believe that all love is a form of self-love. And that’s what is ultimately shaping me into the person I am, and aspire to be.
We'll be together again in just a little more than a month. I can’t wait to turn off my alarm.
Bartolomé Bulos was away in Scotland when on a tour of the highlands, a powerful analogy about his mother came to mind.
Barto and his mother, Karen.
A warm blanket keeps you cozy during cold days, as does a mother’s smile during dark times.
And as a mosquito annoys you until you put some repellent, so does a mother until you listen to her advice and realize she’s always right.
Dakshita Bishnoi writes a heartfelt letter reflecting on the infallible comfort, nurture, and love she’s received from her mother.
Dakshita’s mother, Anju.
Mumma,
You're the one
who showed me the world
And made me understand all its joys and sorrows,
and all its complexities.
And taught me how to tread on this complex journey called life and experience it all.
You showed me the path to exploration,
compassion, kindness, and appreciation.
You lighted up the flame of courage in me,
to embrace what comes and find my way through it.
You have had hope in times and places
where nothing felt right.
You're the friend, the family, the human who gives such great delight.
You're like the Ocean - calm yet powerful,
brimming with vitality, abundance, and healing power.
The soothing touch of your hands feels like an embrace of nature,
I lie down in your lap and I know everything is going to be alright. You're the tree giving shade to everyone living under your care.
You're a strong-willed woman who surpasses every obstacle, knows how to care, how to lead, how to speak for herself and others, how to resist, when to accept and when to defy,
And how to fly.
You're the culmination of the adventurous spirit of life and the eternal peace of death.
Your love is vast like the unknown universe.
I originated from you,
And everything I am and I'll be
I owe it to you.
-With Love,
Dakshita.
ABOUT THE AUTHORS.
Alexia Rosas is a contributing writer for Project Synergy from Lima, Peru, currently based in New York City. She is pursuing a degree in both Journalism and Philosophy from New York University.
Bartolomé Bulos is a Project Director for Project Synergy from Lima, Peru. He is currently pursuing his studies in Music Composition and Technology for Films and Games at the University of Hertfordshire. He is also a music composer and sound designer.
Dakshita Bishnoi is a long-standing member of the Project Synergy community. Dakshita is a Visual Researcher from India. Her varied interests make her oscillate between research, writing, art, and design with an interdisciplinary approach.