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here She comes

8/6/2014

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This morning i was talking with my friend D'vorah.  

About how she knows that the way she turns up in her daily life is her prayer to the world.  About how sincerity combined with gratitude is the antidote to the overculture.  We talked about our work, our families, our revelations and flat air mattresses.  

And while we were talking i stumbled on this truth which felt like an oracular pronouncement; 

"Our wounding around our flesh and blood mothers is calling the Divine Feminine into the World."

By that i mean that we seek mother love - that sense of being accepted of being held and treasured as an innate need. Some of us get it from our flesh and blood mothers.  Some of us don't. 

If we don't get it we never extinguish our hunger for it.  We may suppress it.  We may carry that wound like a placard in front of us.  We may look to soothe the ache of it in all the wrong places, but we always yearn to have that filled.

My deepest knowing in the moment that it came out of my heart and into the world was that those of us who carry that ache and are brave enough, begin to seek.

We look for that all encompassing acceptance and love, that deep well of tenderness that calls to the very best of us.  We seek out the experience of being acknowledged as enough, whole complete and yet so burgeoning with worthiness that the world needs to see us.

In short we yearn to be seen for the truth of ourselves.

And that yearning, that seeking that opening up bravely to find that which is succor for that wound, is only satisfied by She.  By the Divine Feminine.  The Great Mother.

Llewellyn Vaughn Lee says

"The mystery of the divine feminine speaks to us from within her creation.  She is not a distant god in heaven, but a presence that is here with us, needing our response.  She is the divine returning to claim her creation, the real wonder of what it means to be alive.  We have forgotten her, just as we have forgotten so much of what is sacred, and yet she is always part of us.  But now she needs to be known again, not just as a myth, as a spiritual image, but as something that belongs to the blood and the breath.  She can awaken us to an expectancy in the air, to an ancient memory coming alive in a new way.  She can help us to give birth to the divine that is within us, to the oneness that is all around us.  She can help us to remember our real nature."
© 2007 The Golden Sufi Center

By calling forth the anguish of longing from our experience and seeking out that which is a balm to our hearts we call her into being.  We balance our world.

And "by our wounds we are healed".



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Kim link
8/8/2014 10:09:55 am

Yes. Oh yes. I remember the moment when I realized my mother was expecting me to mother her and how all that I had felt up to that moment (45 years or so) was validated. I can not mother her. I can be kind and loving with her but I can not mother her. I need my own mother. And so after that moment I went in search of her - mostly in bits and pieces and that is where I have found her, in bits and pieces but not in the physical form of my birth mother.

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jane
8/8/2014 11:46:38 am

oh yes my friend it is in the searching for the mothering we need that we heal our hurt and the hurt that rests in our lineage <3 "I can not mother her". = truth <3

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Jill link
8/27/2014 09:12:43 am

I had tears reading this post...I am adopted and my adoptive mother was never nurturing and I still struggle with this today as I am now 42 years old. I have met my birth mother but didn't feel an instant connection like I had hoped - she's a great woman but I'm still affected by this part of me. I'm now trying to mother myself and nurture myself.

Jill

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jane
8/27/2014 11:07:13 am

Dear Jill,
May the ache in you be acknowledged as something worthy of deep and tender attention. The work and joy of mothering yourself is a gift not only to you but to those around you. May you find the medicine you need, the balm to soothe and the light for the dark places. This really is the hero's journey. I send little Jill much love and big Jill deep gratitude for her courage and commitment to putting this right. <3

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