Mothering

compassion, creation, gratitude, Jasmine Wood, love, mama, mothering, pregnancy, Rita, transitions - July 14, 2021

Think Like a Tree, Mama!

By Jasmine Wood “Isn’t it funny, how a bear likes honey. Buzz, Buzz, Buzz. I wonder why he does…” This is one of my favorite lines from my daughter’s bedtime book collection! (Classic Winnie the Pooh) It is one of those story lines that always gets my mind working. It makes me think of the famous philosopher, Rumi’s quote: “Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.” Intrinsically, we find ourselves drawn to those things that make us feel fulfilled, just as Pooh finds himself drawn to the...

Nurturing the Child with a Cold

By Donna Bruschi Perhaps the warmth of the last several weeks has you feeling like I do--hopeful that the relentless cold and darkness of the coming months will not happen after all! The longer nights, shorter days, chill, and dampness depress me, and I find it hard to be happy, and even more, difficult to accomplish my daily tasks. And worse, every sniffle or hint of a scratchy throat sends a frisson of terror through my heart. Because pandemic be damned, it's also the season of runny noses! As we are slowly drawn into winter, cold and flu-like illnesses abound and these illnesses drain me. As terrible as I feel, usually, there is...

The Waking Of the Warrioress

This morning I woke up a warrioress!

When I looked in the mirror my face looked the same, my hair was falling in its typical messy, uneven way, yet something had changed…. As I looked deeper into my own two eyes I could feel the change deep down inside me, deeper than my bones.

Water: The Boundaries

By Donna Bruschi You came to me as a small fish: frantic, untiring, unceasing Swimming upstream to the place of your birth Your only need, to reach the headwaters. At that moment, I knew and surrendered And a spring deep inside me sprang. And I held you. You asked me to fill a pond and I did. In time, your incessant demands pushed forth a tiny stream. Droplets skittering over my being, your essence seeping into my dust Each day a new gush, another groove, cut and deepened And still you spurted forth, Carving me in ways I...

Mother to Mother - Keeping it Real

Who Loves YOU? Your baby, of course. Your partner, of course. Your friends... Of course! How about you? Do you love yourself? Most of us do, but probably not all the time. Maybe not even most of the time. Having a baby can exacerbate this lack of self love. Somehow, that little being brings out your worst: your impatience, your sadness, your anger, your low self esteem, your GUILT! You fall into the comparison trap. You see other mothers at their best. You watch TV shows and movies with "Mom Impersonators". Screen writers condemn and make fun of your very...

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