About Mothers

Dear Unconditional Love - What would you have me know today about mothers?

Hey, you. I’m here. 

Wow what a big, loving, incredible, hard, tough, wonderful subject. It’s curious, isn’t it? That one subject can be swirling with so many incredible, awful, hard, silly, tough attributes isn't it? 

Or is it? 

Isn’t that what life is all about? The intricacies and nuances of any subject? 

It’s often mistaken that a subject is good or bad, right or wrong. But truly, love, there is no such thing. How could there be? There are 8 billion ways to consider a subject, yours (and our0 are just one. 

I know that feels frustrating at times, because it feels like you want to find your people who have the same perspective on everything so you can bond. What if bonding isn’t about being the same, but about loving and respecting those that are different?… because EVERYONE is different, after all.

Same is true for friends, same is true for mothers. No friend is the same as each other or as you. No mother is the same as another or as you. What a beautiful gift and a frustrating reality. 

Now, that’s not to say that alignment can’t occur. You’re right, the more you find similarities with others, the safer you feel. I get that. You’re wired for survival and difference can evolutionarily mean threat.

I’m here to tell you that you’re safe here on Earthside School. Truly. There is no difference that is a threat. Not in friendship, not in motherhood, not in personhood. What a beautiful and frustrating reality. 

I love you and I know your safety is important to you. I’m here to remind you that you’re safe with your friends and other mothers, even when they are different. That includes your own.

I know it feels awful to be wished Mother’s Day well being without a recognition of Hope AND Smooshy together. Those people have other similarities and other differences, and the ones you can trust you can tell them about how you feel. That doesn’t make you ungrateful. You can be 100% grateful and 100% down. Feelings are not mutually exclusive…how could they be?

The nuances of how you feel on Mother’s Day can be your reminder of the nuances of other mothers and friends and people in your life. You can love them and their nuances just like I love you. You are safe when they are different. They are more safe when you show your differences in a genuine, unhurtful, non-judgemental way. I know you want the same from others and don’t want to hide your true rainbow pink colors…some people want that same, others don’t. Some mothers want to hide so they can get a fucking break. 

Whatever the case is, my love, it is not about you. Only things about you are about you, and I’m here to be with you through it all. 

Go mother yourself today. Trust your Knowing and I’ll be here through the nuances. I love you.

The epitome of the “a picture is worth a thousand words” bullshit. The beauty, tears, abandonment, joy, generational wealth and pain. The differences in it all. Just as beautiful as ever.