WE’RE ALL MOTHERS Honoring the Nurturing Power of Women and the Wisdom Found in My Daughters
s women, we are natural-born nurturers. Regardless of if we
spending my days in bed, eating very little, and rarely moving. I was lost. I was stuck in a marriage I knew wasn’t working. I had a young daughter to care for, but I could hardly get out of bed to even feed her. Through it all, my soul was calling for me, but I couldn’t listen. I wasn’t ready to hear it just yet. My one ray of shining light as I was finding my way through my rock bottom was my eldest daughter, Sarah. She was only a little girl at the time, but Sarah was resilient, like most kids. We don’t give children enough credit for their flexibility, their ability to grow within resistance. I often look back on Sarah’s childhood, and there are moments when I’m swept over with shame and guilt. I was on my own path of self-development. I hadn’t yet learned how to love myself. I didn’t meditate. I wasn’t grounded. She felt my frustrations and bore the brunt of the low points in my journey right alongside me. I was still coming to terms with how I could stand in the power of my mind and the power of conscious parenting.
have given birth, mothered, cared for children, or chosen a different path than bearing or raising kids, we
Show up for yourself, and in turn, you will show up for your children, your grandchildren, and those you care for. You can change your child’s life by fully living, expressing, and harnessing your soul’s deepest calling.
are all mothers. We come from the greatest mother of all: Mother Earth. She has gifted us with the natural abilities to care, to give, and to honor others deeply. I recognize you and your motherhood this May, regardless of what it looks like and where it takes you. My journey into motherhood has made me the mom of three beautiful children. I became a mom when I was very young, but I will always be grateful that I was able to bear my children. Watching my daughters become the teenagers they are today has been one of my life’s greatest joys, and in turn, they have become some of my greatest teachers.
I’ve often shared the story of my son, Hap, who left this Earth unexpectedly before he even had a chance to live in it. After we lost Hap, I felt a very primal sadness, a very deep sense of loss and heartbreak. I spiraled into a depression very few people can understand,
But my journey in motherhood has never been easy.
Danette May’s Lotus Journal
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