To all of you mothers whose babies are new,
Who sleeplessly hold your sweet ones,
May you find rest,
And know in your soul you can handle whatever comes.
To all of you moms who have little kids whose values you're trying to mold,
I know it's heavy,
But divine is right here,
Helping you to carry the load.
To all of you mothers deep in the teens,
Doing your best to survive,
Keep showing up as the mother they need,
And watch as they thrive.
To all of you mommas whose kids are grown up,
Carving out paths all alone,
It can be tough as you learn to let go,
And let them live lives of their own.
To all of you souls who have said goodbye,
To your mother whose time had come,
That hole will remain inside of you.
Grief breeds itself in who you become.
Breathe and relax.
I deeply honor you.
Breathe and sink in to your motherly truth.
Feel your motherly essence.
Swirl with the paths,
With the women who've mothered your soul.
Let it surround you as you mother your own.
Beautiful mama,
You are whole.
There is a sweet comfort knowing there is an invisible,
Unspoken bond between all of us moms who won't judge or pry,
We'll do anything to help bring calm.
So imagine your kids,
And your mother too,
And all of the mommas around.
We're connected with love that moves mountains.
The magic is truly profound.
Dear mama,
I wish for you to feel me when I say I truly love you.
I honor your soul,
And on this Mother's Day,
May you feel loved and full.
Namaste,
Beautiful.
