To give birth to a child is one thing--to be a mother is totally different. Any woman can give birth to a child; that's a very simple phenomenon. But to be a mother needs great art, needs great understanding.
You are creating a human being--that is the greatest creation! A painter paints a picture; we call it great art. Picasso--we call him a great artist. But what about the mother who created Picasso? A poet writes beautiful poems, but what about the mother who created Shakespeare? We don't think about mothers as the greatest creative people on Earth.
Why does man try to become a great scientist, poet, painter, this and that? He is jealous of women: he cannot create children. He feels impotent.
That is one of the reasons why women are not great painters and great poets--they need not be: they can be great mothers. Why does man try to become a great scientist, poet, painter, this and that? He is jealous of women: he cannot create children. He feels impotent.
Sigmund Freud has talked much about phallic jealousy--that women suffer from a jealousy because they don't have penises. Now this is utterly meaningless, absurd. It is as if a woman Sigmund Freud... starts talking about men suffering from breast-jealousy because they don't have breasts.
But, one thing is certain: deep down man always feels jealous that he cannot mother, that he cannot carry a life in him, that he cannot reproduce life. To substitute it he paints, he sculpts, he writes poetry, he composes music; he goes to the moon, he goes to Everest. He wants to prove at least to his woman that "I can also do something," otherwise he feels impotent. Compared to woman's capacity, he looks like a child, looks almost accidental. His work is not much: giving birth to a child, he simply triggers the process. A small injection can do that; that is not much work.
Every child is primitive, a barbarian; now the mother has to civilize... has to give him culture, has to teach him the ways of life...
The woman passes through those nine months of agony and ecstasy. And then the work is not finished! In fact, then the work, the real work, starts--when the child is born. And the child brings again a fresh quality to life. Every child is primitive, a barbarian; now the mother has to civilize. Every child is a barbarian, remember; he is animal, wild. And the mother has to give him culture, has to teach him the ways of life, the ways of man. It is a great work.
You have to remember that--your work has not finished, it has started. Take it joyously! You are creating something immensely valuable--you are carving a life, you are protecting a life. The work is such that no sacrifice is great enough for it - any sacrifice can and should be made. One thing.
Second thing: don't take it too seriously, otherwise you will destroy the child. Your seriousness will become destructive. Take it playfully. The responsibility is there, but it has to be taken very playfully. Play upon the child as one plays upon a musical instrument... Let the child be your instrument now. Play carefully but play playfully. If you become serious, then the child will start feeling your seriousness and the child will be crushed and crippled. Don't burden the child; don't start feeling that you are doing something great to the child. When I say you are doing something great, you are doing something great to yourself. By helping this child to grow into a beautiful human being, into a buddha, you will be becoming the mother of a buddha. You will not be obliging the child: you will be simply enjoying your own life; your own life will become a fragrance through the child.
Sacrifice comes from the word sacred. When you do it joyfully, it is sacred. When you don't do it joyfully, then you are just fulfilling a duty...
This is an opportunity, a God-given opportunity.
And these are the two pitfalls: either you neglect the child, you are tired of it; or you become too serious about the child, and you start burdening him... Both are wrong. Help the child--but for the sheer joy of it. And never feel that he owes any debt to you. On the contrary, feel thankful that he has chosen you to be his mother. Let your motherhood bloom through him.
If you can bloom into your motherhood, you will feel thankful to the child forever.
And, naturally, there will be sacrifices, but they have to be made... joyously. Only then is it a sacrifice! If you do it without joy it is not sacrifice. Sacrifice comes from the word sacred. When you do it joyfully, it is sacred. When you don't do it joyfully, then you are just fulfilling a duty--and all duties are ugly, they are not sacred.
[N]ever feel that he owes any debt to you. On the contrary, feel thankful that he has chosen you to be his mother. Let your motherhood bloom through him.
This is a great opportunity. Meditate over it, go into it deeply. You will never find such a deep involvement--in fact, there is none as it is between a child and the mother. Not even between the husband and the wife, the lover and the beloved. [T]he involvement is not so deep as it is between the mother and the child. It cannot be so deep with anybody ever-- because the child has lived in you for nine months as you; nobody else can live in you for nine months as you.
And the child will become a separate individual sooner or later, but somewhere deep down in the unconscious the mother and the child remain linked.
If your child can become a buddha, you will be benefited by it; if your child grows and becomes a beautiful human being, you will be benefited by it--because the child will always remain connected with you. Only the physical connection has been disconnected; the spiritual connection is never disconnected.
This article by Osho originally appeared in the OSHO TimesSuggest a correction