I am the mother of the virtuous as well as the wicked. If my son wallows in the dust or mud, it is I who have to wipe all the dirt and take him on my lap. My son, if a thorn pricks your foot, it hurts me like a spear entering my heart. Never fear, and whenever you are in distress just say to yourself, "I have a mother."
I am your true mother, a mother not by virtue of being your guru's wife, nor by way of empty talk, but truly the mother.