You see, dear one
There are mysteries you don’t understand,
tragedies you don’t comprehend.
I am the Mother who hovers and veils all my children
with steady, beating love in times of darkness,
with rolling waves of compassion in the waiting.
I hold the sorrow of hearts and place them in the night sky,
a remembrance of luster and ebony twirling together.
I live within the container and beyond the container—
vibrations of my voice heard even in the driest desert.
Mother of Grace
Mother of Strength
Mother of Jesus
Mother of You.
I am the Great Mother
who lives within
making way, making room
in the darkest of spaces
for the sacred seed to dawn.
Upcoming Weekend Retreat
with my friend, Monica Hix of Inner Ground
Life Womb: A Women’s Retreat
February 15-17, 2019
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