Why I Make :

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To honor the women who came before me.

To honor the women in my lineage.

To honor my grandmothers and my mother.

To pave a path for my daughter.

To walk down a path of healing.

To create beauty when the eyes are begging to fall upon beautiful things.

To create adornment.

To create from the contents of my heart.

To play with shape, form, color.

To play with the gems of the earth.

To arrange.

To offer.

To dance with my intuition.

To access flow.

To make something that wasn’t there before.

To be in conversation with my soul.

A few of the reasons of why I make.

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Dissolve

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Every once in a while everything has to / gets to dissolve.

Like a tree shedding it’s leaves, the branches completely visible. An offering to the earth, a prayer for something new to emerge. A necessary release.

In this space of exposure may the judgements of : Why am I falling to pieces yet again? Why do I feel so revealed? Why do I ache so deeply, yearn for something so sweetly, desire so completely, something other than what this is right now? : subside.

Instead, layer on the tenderness. Celebrate the leaves that have fallen away, and nudge the ones that are still holding tight, it’s OK, you may let go, something new awaits.

It will take some time before the leaves begin to grow again, and then brilliantly + boldly once again change their form.

Allow yourself to fall into the abyss of uncertainty, swim in there for a while, let your ideas + expectations dissolve and trust that when you emerge, you will emerge whole. But then again, you remember : you are / were always complete, even though pieces of you were shattering, they were just layers being peeled off to getting closer to the heart of the matter.

 

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Who Would I Be?

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If I didn’t wait until the last minute?

If I didn’t let doubt hold me in a tight grip?

If I believed in myself?

If I trusted myself wholeheartedly?

If I realized I am already inherently worthy?

If I didn’t need external success to prove my value?

If I clearly defined what success would look like for today, or this season in my life?

If I honored all of it?

What would that look like, feel like, be like?

I’m ready.

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Dear Moms to Be :

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Whether you are about to have your first baby, second, third, fourth, or …  : some wishes for you.

May you have proper space to rest and nest.

May you practice releasing your control. May you ask for help and may you be humble enough to receive it.

May you be the recipient of good food prepared by someone else. May you have support in daily household tasks. If you have another child(ren) may you have a layered network of support to ease this transition.

May you be listened to with compassion, and may you layer on the self compassion steadily.

May you be wrapped just as this new babe will be swaddled.

May you loosen your grip on productivity and instead honor deep healing.

May you be cracked wide open, and rebuild this new version yourself.

May you take time to listen to your spirit, and nourish it with whatever makes your heart sing.

May you be held.

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I often wonder if I would have been hit so hard with post partum depression if I had the practices to recover + heal during early post partum? Since, I have learned about the ways different cultures treat this precious time and I am now impassioned about sharing some ideas so that the new mama can weave her heart into her own choices, and realize she has choices, and the option to  s  l  o  w.

I’d like to witness holistic examples of women taking time to heal after giving birth, regardless of what the labor and delivery was like. Because early postpartum is the beginning of a continuous journey of redefining the self.

 

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Recognizing Spirit

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Let gratitude land in my heart, seep through my bones, inform my actions + infuse my prayers.

Let my body be a work of art, an expression of my soul, a vehicle to serve, explore, + celebrate.

Let me pause and notice progress has been made.

Let me realize that each time I choose to show up I engage within + expand, and within the process of expansion I may want to shrink + become invisible.

Grant me the awareness to notice when I’ve made myself small, and instead can I feel held + supported as I unfurl?

Let me understand this way of being serves all.

 

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