I had planned to write about a completely different topic this week…and then a message came to me as a familiar fragrance.
My mother likes to show up in fragrance. Once again today, I randomly caught the scent of her perfume as I stood in my yard bare feet to grass.
I was NOT surprised by her impromptu hovering because my sister became a grandmother yesterday. She said it is one of the most powerful life changing experiences since her own entrance into motherhood…it’s been a baby summer, so I knew my mom wouldn’t miss all the excitement for the world.
When Grandmothers speak the world will be healed~ Hopi Proverb
I realized after the conversation with my sister, that with my mother gone, 13 years this November, I am the elder woman in my lineage, her little tap on the shoulder no less. The awareness of this shift in my matriline found me reflective, notstalgic and teary for most of the day. I thought about my mother and her strength, and that within her many gifts were nestled compassion and kindness. She fed people literally and spiritually.
I thought about my maternal grandmother who in her own way taught me that our beauty is a spiritual experience- not an apology. She demonstrated a transient type of indulgent and beautiful courage; that our beauty is our personal statement to be enjoyed and nurtured.
I thought about my daughter who became a new mother for the second time in July. I was so blessed…so, so blessed, to be there to witness, once again, her beauty and strength and the profound power of birth and motherhood- a blessed window into the sacred.
So my place in this world has shifted, I am the mother of a mother. I now have two precious grandsons–Princes, one of the Stars and one of the Moon. I love them fiercely.
It is a powerful LOVE.
I realized too that I am now closer to death than I am my birth. Instead of seeing my infinite life rolled out ahead of me, I am well aware of the fact that I have much less life (in years) to live here than I have already lived. As I see the timeline of my life, my view has radically changed as I see the continuation of life that came through me.
We all leave legacies of who we are in how we love and what we value.
The ultimate message..we don’t need to have birthed children to become mothers of this earth. Many women hold natural mother and grandmother essence in their energy; that’s how they show up in the world. Many naturally assume these roles from the moment they are born.
Our beauty, power, and ultimately the mystery of life is sacred, and everything that is given in this life is a gift.
Being a grandmother holds the power of an open heart. The power of realizing how deeply and intricately we are connected. From MY grandmother seat, I know how powerfully my grandmothers were viewed within our family of women.
David Whyte muses, every child is bundle of our future appearances.
Yes, today I became aware of the strength, power and continuation of my appearance in my feminine lineage.
Being a Grandmother is not something we do, it is something we are. It is our divine nature. It is represented by the great love, and humbling powerful moments that hold our divine connection.
Deep Bow to you my motherly sisters in this world.