A Mother’s Love Is Like.. 


Yesterday was Mother’s Day. It was a lovely and wonderful day to just reflect on where I started as a mother and where I am now. I spoke to my mother yesterday wishing her a happy Mother’s Day and in our discussion I shared my latest blog post. It segwayed us into a perfect conversation of gratitude for each other.

When you consider what a mother’s love is, it is complex. It is gentle, understanding, nurturing, and allows us space to learn from our own mistakes and express ourselves. A Mother’s love allows time and encourages us to learn and to heal. But do not take for granted a mother’s love. A mother’s love can be fierce! Fierce not only in protection of her children but in being that reality check that we need.

All that that is and encompasses is how I would describe my energy work. It is typically a hands-on process that is ever so sweet and considerate of the individual allowing them the space and time to heal. Recognizing their own weaknesses and strengths and letting the weaknesses become strengths.

It is helping the body become stronger allowing the spirit to enjoy the vessel. It relaxes muscles. It works on the subconscious mind releasing the perceptions others may have imposed or perceptions that have been taken on that do not resonate with the individual any longer.

My energy work takes an individual out of the trauma state and into a state of allowance. It is in that simplicity that people shed their density and oftentimes lose weight! It helps create emotional stability, calming the central nervous system, the digestive system and encouraging all  body systems to work perfectly and harmoniously together! It helps put the individual in touch with their spiritual self and with God, allowing for better intuitive guidance and self reliance.

After a session the individual looks like they are almost weightless. They’ve relaxed not just their physical body but expanded their energetic body so that they feel lighter and yet bigger because they feel they no longer have to conceal themselves to fit in. They allow themselves to be enjoyed and received just as they are and in turn encourage others to do the same. It is amazing what a session can do, shifting someone’s reality because they show up differently and therefore those around them have no choice but to show up differently too!

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A Mother’s Message to Her Child: I Will Wait For You

As I was meditating today I was listening to Mumford & Sons, “I Will Wait” and a thought occurred to me: parenting is very much a waiting process. It is like the unfolding of a flower. My son is a seed that was planted and has sprouted. I long to see the flower that he blossoms into. At that very moment it occurred to me that my son has been waiting for me to blossom! He has grown with me from shedding my selfish ways into taking ownership of being a parent and not just any parent, but one who advocates for him.

I don’t usually run in the mornings, I usually walk and meditate. Today was different; this morning was filled with mosquitoes outside and I didn’t want to have a miserable experience, I wanted to enjoy. As I was running I was thanking myself, my body, God for the capability to run. I used to run anywhere from 2 to 4 miles per day. It was my way of releasing the day.

When I first met my husband he ran seven to ten miles a day. As simple as this thought may sound, it was rather empowering:

When my husband and I ran together he slowed down because he was a faster runner and he could do the seven to ten miles. He was never resentful that I couldn’t keep his pace. He wanted to enjoy time with me so he ran at my pace. He never passed judgement thinking, “Wow, you’re too slow what’s wrong with you? Why can’t you keep up?” It was always about our time together enjoying each other wherever we were.

I realized, in today’s highly demanding society where everything is about getting it now, we are doing that exact thing to our children.

Special needs or not, we are demanding a lot of our children. We are demanding them to grow up sooner than they should. We are demanding that they have an understanding of our world instead of us understanding they are just adapting to their own and ours.

We need to take a step back and realize that our children are the seeds that we planted in the soil, our family. That we are the gardeners tending to them making sure that they get the proper fertilizer, learning. That the weather conditions don’t drown them out or wilt them, that they don’t lose themselves in society’s perspectives of who they are. That we prune them at the right time so that they become stronger for who they are meant to be not for who we want them to be.

We also need to recognize that we have a very symbiotic relationship with our children. That as we become better gardeners tending to our children, it is their beauty they reveal that brings us joy. As we revel and soak in their beauty, we share our tenderness and there is the reciprocation. It is a simple yet profound energy exchange.