*sigh*
Gods, I messed up today.
I need to get some help.
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A life in threes
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October 3, 2022
Spooky season is here!
June 1, 2022
1.6.22
May 8, 2022
And for the others
This Mothers’ Day:
Maybe your mother was the perfect mother
Maybe she carried you
bled for you
sang to you
smiled at you
nurtured you and marveled in you
Maybe she understood your essence
and was patient and let you unfold
in your own time and in your own way
honoring the heart of you all the while
Maybe your mother cared for you
Maybe she was there for you
long past childhood days
Maybe your mother worked for you
cooked for you, sewed for you
Maybe your mother listened to you
Maybe she held space for you
Maybe your mother laughed with you
played with you
stayed with you through all your years
Maybe your mother protected you
But
Maybe she neglected you
rejected you
Maybe she abandoned you
hard-handed you
betrayed you
flayed you
Maybe your mother couldn’t mother
Maybe your mother forgot you
Maybe your mother lost interest
Maybe she grew cold
Maybe she never really loved you
Maybe you were just her duty
for a little while
Maybe your mother did the best she could
with what she had
Maybe she was sick or sad
Maybe her mother was bitter or bad
and hurt her in her deepest parts
Now
Maybe you are a mother
Maybe you are a perfect mother
Maybe you pour abundant love into
your daughters, your sons
Maybe you delight in them
Maybe you struggle
Maybe you feel exhausted
resentful
lost and unseen
Maybe you feel nothing
Maybe you are just surviving
Maybe you are not a mother
but long to be a mother
Maybe you mother others
Maybe you don’t want to be a mother;
will never be a mother
Yet
We all need a mother
Yes, we do
And maybe there is a perfect mother
just for you
She is the mother of your mother
and your mother’s mother
and back as far as the eye can see
or mind can know
or soul can feel
to the first mother
Lie on the grass and feel her heart
You were formed of Her earth
You come from Her waters
Her winds kiss your cheek eternally
Her rains cry with you when you cry
and wash your wounds
She will heal you
nourish you
wait for you
She will give you beauty
She will give you joy
She will give you new life
again and again
She will always be there
to enfold you in Her embrace
when at last you return —
Maybe you have the perfect mother . . .
~ Rebekah Myers, A Perfect Mother
copyright © 5/9/2021 by Rebekah MyersSacredSistersFullMoonCircle
May 8, 2022
Mama…..
Happy Mother’s day to all of the Mothers 🌺
Happy Mother’s day to the Dads who do it all without a partner.
To the mothers whose babies never made it to Earth, or came to Earth but did not stay
To the mothers whose babies went to be with the Gods before we wanted them to.
Happy Mother’s day to the folx who want desperately to be a mother, but the Gods haven’t given you that chance just yet.
Happy Mother’s day to the teachers, the day care workers, the nannies, the foster parents who every day mother somebody else’s babies.
Today we honor you, but we love you every single day ❤️
March 14, 2022
3.14
March 3, 2022
Three.
Dear Bobby:
I woke up this morning, thinking of you.
When I logged into my laptop, with coffee in hand, Facebook reminded me how three years ago today, my husband, my youngest son and I flew home to Massachusetts.
~~~
Two weeks before, we’d gotten that terrible phone call.
They’d said you’d gone unconscious.
They’d said that you’d had a stroke.
We prayed so hard through the days between
You squeezing your mother’s hand suddenly
And when they’d said you had a long road of rehabilitation ahead of you.
We had so much hope that you’d come through this somehow.
~~~
Though what I remember most was sitting with you in the backyard on that warm summer day in July 2014.
We were listening to Amy Winehouse, drinking whiskey, and talking about heartbreak.
(I mean, what a cliche, right?)
But what I remember most was how easily I had slipped into sharing details with you about my most recent hurts, the latest in the litany of pain that marked that horribly emotional, difficult summer.
But that was you – you were always so open, so easy to talk to, to laugh with, and to just be. You listened and allowed me to just be what I was that summer, which was probably sad, and maybe even more than a bit emotionally broken.
And I will never forget what you said to me that day, while I wallowed in my emotions.
You said:
I don’t know how I’m gonna help, but I wanna help. I’m hearin’ ya and I want ya to know I’m here for ya. I wanna tell ya, I’m here. I’m gonna be here for ya. I wanna help ya figure this all out. Always. I’m here. I’m here for ya.
And that was so you. You always had the blunt honesty to admit to me that you didn’t know what you could do to help me, but you offered me your presence, with a standing offer to be there to help me figure it all out.
Well, Bobby I never did figure it all out, but you listened, and you were there, and that was really what I needed. It did help me, you did help me. I will always be grateful for that, for your presence, and for your help.
~~~
It was hard to say goodbye to you, Bobby.
But I am thinking of you today.
February 28, 2022
May the tyrants fall on their own swords
“I am sharing these beautiful images and names of Ukrainian goddesses to ask that we join with others in prayers of peace and protection and sovereignty for Ukraine and her people. May the tyrants fall on their own swords.”
— Ruth Barrett
February 2, 2022
Lucky Day
When I was a kid, I was told that the day of the week that you were born becomes your ‘lucky’ day. So, that being said, my mom often told me that I was born on a Thursday – so, for years, I thought my lucky day was Thursday. It sure felt like it – perhaps because I believed in it for so long.
But…later on, thanks to Google, I found out that I was actually born on a Wednesday.
I never expected that, since according to that nursery rhyme, Wednesday’s child is (supposedly) full of woe.
Ouch. That’s not nice.
Though I will admit that both of my children – even though they were born 10 years apart – were also born on a Wednesday.
We are a woeful bunch, eh?
So, has Wednesday been any luckier for me than Thursday was?
Well I’ve never noticed much of a difference honestly, but there you have it.
Oh! And according to Google, the day associated with Aries (that’s my zodiac sign) is…Tuesday 樂
Never been a fan of Tuesday tho.
Which day of the week is your lucky day?
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