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A MOTHER'S LOVE

I was very moved by the narrative of a lady from California who was in her sixties; her soft blue eyes seemed so young and alive. We met in Dharamsala, at the clinic of the traditional and renowned Tibetan doctor Yeshi Dondan. I had noticed this silver-haired lady many times before on my visits to the small, bustling village of Macleod Ganj. I had been living up in the hills for two months and came regularly to the village for supplies. It was easy to encounter the same people particularly someone with such presence.
As I sat in the small and crowded waiting room, I noticed this bright-eyed lady who expressed obvious concern in her face. Conversation and the topic of health arose spontaneously. Her voice was naturally soft as she spoke about her son and the circumstances they were confronting; her eyes were the eyes of a mother full of trust and hope.
She had come to India with her thirty-six year old son who had been diagnosed in America as terminally ill – no hope and ‘only six months of life left to him’. This was the statement from her doctors. She left home immediately after this final prognosis and brought her son to India – ‘seeking a miracle’ as she put it. A pilgrimage of healing which eventually led them to the Tibetan doctor who was as well, a monk with a roundish smiling and radiant face; Dr. Yeshi Dondan who had been the personal doctor to the Dalai Lama for many years now had his own busy clinic that was always full.
I had the impression that the mother had her son’s choice ultimately at heart, not clouding it by her own desires. A mother’s love in its purest form, not suffocating yet supporting. I saw neither clouds of self-pity nor creases of resentment in her face. Was she hiding her anguish? Was she making a pretence at being strong? I only knew what I saw, an open heart and a courageous spirit. It was easy for me to listen, and to hear.
The predicted deadline when she left California had already gone by and her son was still alive! She was ecstatic about his progress though sometimes saddened when he had weaker days. I met and spoke with her the day before I left our quiet sanctuary in the hills. His evident improvement was clearly making her optimistic and happy. Her smile was warm, her heart full of trust. Love heals!

I believe they met with the Medicine Buddha!

Copyright Charmiene Maxwell-Batten© 2009. All Rights Reserved.

This is a narrative from my book about India

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This is a narrative about an American lady who had brought her son on a journey to India, in the hope he would heal from terminal cancer. I met them while visiting the Tibetan doctor in Dharamsala, home of the Dalai Lama.
It was a special moment for me to meet and chat with this valiant lady.

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