It’s official. I’ve decided babies—especially grandbabies—are the salve the world needs for healing and transformation. As in looking at them, holding them, and getting lost in their magical presence. Because the way we change the world is by changing ourselves—which happens by divine default around newborns. Their vibrant energy field…
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When we allow motherhood to teach us—to mirror back the lessons we need to learn about ourselves, others, and the world, the curriculum becomes the precise personal development tool and spiritual practice we need to grow and evolve into healthier and happier human beings as we do our best to set our kids up for the same.
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My heart melted into yet another unforeseen perk of these big kid years: when the acts of love and service we do for our family circle back around.
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Just yesterday I was rocking him to sleep and now he was gently guiding me across the floor to the song I sang to him when he was growing up, ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow.’
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Half a century is how long I’ve been breathing air according to the calendar. Here’s the heart-level truth about what this milestone means to me, aside from the pleasure of getting an AARP card in the mail: I’ve spent the last 50 years finding my way back to myself and…
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Motherhood will always surprise us. We don’t know what we don’t know until we know. Until then, let’s be “all in” to what’s in front of us.
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What if we were curious about the present moment and the future, fully aware of what’s around us, and excited for what’s yet to come?
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Mommas, if your kids are at that stage when they’re growing up and transitioning into the mode of: Seriousness One-word answers Eye-rolling Huff-n-puff I don’t want to talk to you This game night is dumb Don’t hug me in public I want to be by myself I’d rather play video…
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Choosing to be transparent is one of the most powerful ways to nurture our mom heart because we are tapping into the collective ache of our motherhood village. Doing so with a spirit of authenticity gives all of us a fighting chance to heal.
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