To what extent do daughters escape/not escape maternal influence? My mother/me: in Europe on honeymoon feeding pigeons/on the other side of ‘the Pond’, speaking at a health conference, acknowledging the condom. Karma plays out within the metaphysical memory & progression of Universal Mind. There is absolute infallibility, and often humour, of synchronicity in telling psychological, temporal and historical tales. When I saw the picture of me, it rang a bell and I remembered the, to
me, iconic photo of my mother (my father to her right, cropped & no one beside me, cropped :)). She is not left-handed.
…And is the common ‘m’ for mother and capitals for ‘My’ & ‘Me’ a Freudian riot or what? I roared & left the ‘error’.
Her dress & matching shoes & bag were the bees knees…