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    Istina će te osloboditi / The truth will set you free

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      Kada iz tebe izađe novi život, taj prvi dodir, prvi pogled na potpuno novo biće učini da u trenu spoznaš svu veličinu Boga, života, kreacije.

      Ogromni potencijal koji svaka duša donosi na ovaj svet odjednom postaje opipljiv. U tom majušnom telu, ti vidiš diva. Neobjašnjiva je roditeljska ljubav i vera i nada, a nada poslednja umire.

      Ume da bude zeznuta ta nada. Držimo je se čak i kad znamo, kad jednim delom duše osećamo istinu, istinu koja možda boli, ali je sve jedno tu i neće nestati samo zato što je ignorišemo ili potiskujemo.

      Ipak, ta nada nas drži na površini, daje nam snagu da ne potonemo, podgreva nam veru dok ne postanemo spremni za istinu. A istina… Istina će nas osloboditi.

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      When a new life comes right out of you, that first touch, the first look at that brand new being makes you perceive all the magnificence of God, life, creation.

      Enormous potential that every soul brings to this world suddenly becomes tangible. In that tiny body, you see a giant. Parental love and faith and hope is just inexplicable, and the hope dies last.

      That hope can be tricky. We hold on to it even if we know, when we feel with one part of our soul the truth, the truth that may hurt, but is nevertheless there and won’t disappear just because we ignore it or suppress it.

      However, that hope is keeping us on the surface, gives us strength not to sink below, warms up our faith until we become ready for the truth. And the truth… The truth will set you free.

      Tijana Stupljanin

      I kada nije potrebna, majka je uvek poželjna…/ Even when not needed, a mother is always welcomed…

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      Kada prvi put zakoračiš u novi život, probijajući se prvim bojažljivim udahom u naručje majke, objavljujući na sva zvona, snažnim plačem – ja sam tu, pokaži mi, nauči me, vodi me, voli me!

      To je trenutak u kome se rodi nešto što je teško opisati, teško je i shvatiti, ali je lako prihvatiti. Vanvremenska, neraskidiva veza dve duše, dva života; rađa se čovek, nastaje majka i ceo svet se menja.

      Majka sam sada već dve devojčice. Prvi put kada sam tu misao konstatovala, nasmejala sam se u sebi poput neke šiparice, hihihi, ja majka, majka dvoje dece, to zvuči tako ozbiljno! Pogledam se u ogledalo i vidim sebe, ali to više nisam samo ja, sada sam i žena i majka i rastem ispunjena tom mišlju kao što rastu i ove grudi majčinske, svakim danom sve više.

      Kada sam prvi put postala majka plakale smo i beba i ja, ja često i više nego ona, a sada, kao iskusna majka, plačem više u sebi, pa se brzo trgnem i prisetim da nemam kad da plačem, da je to samo trenutak nerazumevanja koje će proći.

      I tako mnoge stvari ostaju za kasnije, ostavljajući više mesta za ljubav, nežnost, razumevanje i igru.

      Hvala ti Bože na majkama (hvala i tebi mama što si baš moja mama), a hvala ti i na deci (ne znam šta bih bez njih, ustvari znam, ali sa njima život dobija još jednu dimenziju sa kojom ništa ne može da se poredi).

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      When you make that very first step into a new life, breaking through into the mother’s embrace with your first trembling breath, proclaiming to the world with that powerful cry of yours – here I am, show me, teach me, lead me, love me!

      In that moment, something hard to explain, hard even to conceive, yet easy to accept, is born. A timeless, unbreakable bond of two souls, two lives; a human being is born, one becomes mother and the whole world changes.

      Now I am already a mother of two little girls. The first time I had acknowledged that thought, I laughed to myself like a silly girl, me a mother, hihihi, a mother of two sounds so serious! I look at the mirror and I see me, only that’s not just me now, now I am a women as well as a mother and I rise filled with that thought like these motherly breasts of mine, more and more with each day.

      When I had my firs baby, we both cried, me often more than her, and now as an experienced mother I cry on the inside, then quickly pull myself together and remember that I have no time to cry, that it is just a moment of misunderstanding that shall pass.

      And so there it is, a lot of stuff is left for later, leaving more space for love, tenderness, understanding and fun.

      Thank you God for mothers (thank you mom for being my mom), and thank you for the kids too (I don’t know what I would do without them, well, actually I do know, but with them a life gets a new dimension that’s beyond compare with everything else).