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November 2009 
Who's YO Mama?!: Giving & Receiving the Medicine of Mothering
Posted on May 10th, 2009
by 
Little Big O
Little Big O
The medicine for me today is from the MicMac pointing out how their language is verb-centered, as opposed to noun-centered. I ask myself how my life would look if, instead of seeing people in roles, I attuned more to Life's Miraculous Expressing and Creating in its different Processes.
So I am honoring this day as one that calls my attention to Mothering, as a verb pointing to apprenticeship in kindness, wisdom and skill in relationship to the bright, young sprouts of all that is Vital and honoring all my sources of connection to this medicine of Mothering, of Birthing, Nourishing, Growing, Loving, Caring for, Maturing and being Kind To the Vitality Indwelling and Surrounding Us.
I honor all of the people (female and male), places, and EVERYTHING that sustains and feeds our connecting to LIVING Beautifully, starting with the Ones Who Birthed me into Physicality, Awareness, Movement, Relatedness, Caring and Breath, proceeding to the Many Who are Birthing me into Physicality, Awareness, Movement, Relatedness, Caring and Breath, and honoring my own capacity to Birth This Experience into the Fullness of Physicality, Awareness, Movement, Relatedness, Caring and Breath.
I wish us all powerful connecting to the medicine of Mothering, through those who gave us birth, AND directly to our own capacity for relating to and extending this medicine to others, and even to our mothers, elders and all of those manifestations of Living which invite us into Birthing Skillfully what arises in our experience.
And when we think of all the beautiful Mamitas of the World, think of all of the wonderful ways that they work their magic: Let us CATCH! some of that magic, that we may make it ours, and offer back a little of that loveliness back into our Mothers' Worlds that ALL of our bright, tender, green shoots grow into fullness in the medicine of Birthing into Physicality, Awareness, Movement, Relatedness, Caring and Breath..
May it be so!
©2009
So I am honoring this day as one that calls my attention to Mothering, as a verb pointing to apprenticeship in kindness, wisdom and skill in relationship to the bright, young sprouts of all that is Vital and honoring all my sources of connection to this medicine of Mothering, of Birthing, Nourishing, Growing, Loving, Caring for, Maturing and being Kind To the Vitality Indwelling and Surrounding Us.
I honor all of the people (female and male), places, and EVERYTHING that sustains and feeds our connecting to LIVING Beautifully, starting with the Ones Who Birthed me into Physicality, Awareness, Movement, Relatedness, Caring and Breath, proceeding to the Many Who are Birthing me into Physicality, Awareness, Movement, Relatedness, Caring and Breath, and honoring my own capacity to Birth This Experience into the Fullness of Physicality, Awareness, Movement, Relatedness, Caring and Breath.
I wish us all powerful connecting to the medicine of Mothering, through those who gave us birth, AND directly to our own capacity for relating to and extending this medicine to others, and even to our mothers, elders and all of those manifestations of Living which invite us into Birthing Skillfully what arises in our experience.
And when we think of all the beautiful Mamitas of the World, think of all of the wonderful ways that they work their magic: Let us CATCH! some of that magic, that we may make it ours, and offer back a little of that loveliness back into our Mothers' Worlds that ALL of our bright, tender, green shoots grow into fullness in the medicine of Birthing into Physicality, Awareness, Movement, Relatedness, Caring and Breath..
May it be so!
©2009
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What a lovely Mother's Day read. I'm so happy to have stumbled across you!
Particularly, your entire 2nd and 3rd paragraphs resonated with me. I could barely read them for all of the “Yes! Yes! Yes!” ing going on in my head. :o)
Love to you, today…
Sue
We love being mothered, all of us to some degree. But my daddy always said that mother was only half a word, he was not being serious just raunchy.
Mother's day is a strange one for me. I've never gone for the big deal for giving or receiving on mother's day. Eden made me a cute littl ghetto crayon card. She's 17 and I love it. I appreciate the “muthas” in my life all the time.
Personally, that birthin part is pretty tough and I'm real glad my procreation days are over for me personally. I dig birthing new ideas and experiences these days. Wisdom and skill, yes, yes, yes.
XX
Enchanted Madame of Mistressness,
Nice to feel the flutter of yo muthaness alluding to the rhythmic evanescences of the other halves of your deliciousness, what with your big boots on and nothing else to clutter such a fine feeling tapestry…
Yes, mother's day is a strange one. Some day, perhaps, we'll celebrate a day for children, for example, and all the shit that kids put up with from their parents just because one day they decided to get it on… and the gifts that children bring.
We treat human procreation as if it's some sort of miracle, some great sort of privilege. I don't agree. It's no more of a miracle than dogs being born, or cockroaches. It's not a gift that mother's give to their children, it's an expression of THEIR desire for THEIR children and really is quite impersonal and expressive of biological selfishness.
And then there's mothering… which truly IS miraculous, connective and generous… wise deliciousness. It's nice to recognize that magic in all of the ways it comes to us, and not remain confined in the narrow identification with out progenitors. Then we see that Life is always opening new portals to be birthed through, offering us and mentoring us in new capacities for caring and taking care of Life itself within us.