27/05/2026
The lonely part of being mother, partner, woman...
Whether we choose to birth children in this lifetime or not, Women tends to and mothers others through the essence of her being, with a selflessness that emanates through her very core.
We hold and serve and nurture and care, we manage, and orchestrate and tend, we shape-shift, contort and ofter endlessly, trom an inherent well of care, and Maybe, we only realise once we are hollow and exhausted, that we’ve abandoned ourselves again.
Even if we’ve done the nourishing things,
the bath or the quiet moment with ourselves here and there, sometimes we allow a deeper sense to emerge... that a raw core longing has not been met.
A longing to be held too. Really held. To be cradled and bathed in the generous presence of another.
To be tended to with the same fierce loving kindness that moves through us.
We give...endlessly, and there’s a moment where we may crumble, or life slaps us into a halt...with illness or circumstance or the ghosts of old stories and patterns and they ask us “what is the song of your own heart?” What do YOU need?”
And then maybe, someone holds us.
A sister, a beloved one, an angel in human form.
To simply be seen.
To be known..in the wild freedom that has no name, no role, no archetype, no tasks or expectations or frames.
To be met and acknowledged, through a generous gaze, an affirming word, a touch...we find our way back again...
Meet us at our next mother’s circle this Saturday from 10-12pm for a moment of shared reverence of the constant giving of a mother’s love to be witnessed, seen and held to hopefully find your way back again. Bookings link in bio.
