For Auraura Freedom
Half One in the morning and I watch you peacefully sleeping. I marvel at the rhythm of your breath, cupid lips and soft skin. I kiss your cheek and whisper how much I love you and that I will always be there for you. As I gaze at you, beautiful daughter, I reminisce on how poetic it is that I helped to co-create such potent perfection. My womb, a sacred vessel and chariot you chose to embark on this wild journey, intrinsically connecting my story with yours. Our hearts beat in sync. I rub my pregnant belly in complete gratitude for the gift of motherhood and the mystery of a new unfurling story. The divine passage of birth, both of a child and new mother… Mother, Mama, Mater… The mythic spiritual path that I have chosen to serve, in this lifetime, with complete reverence!
I wonder what you are dreaming about dear Auraura. I wonder what you will experience in this life, your purest joy’s, deepest heartaches and your ability to traverse the decadence of human emotions. I wonder how our story will unfold, whether we will seal the deepest bonds of the One Song, redefining a sisterly bond as we dance with our Great Mother… Gaia.
I know you are not mine and I am so blessed to share this part of your life with you, as the wombman who birthed you into being. The Wombman who at 18 years of age heard your song and was strong enough to hold onto the golden threads of your dreaming, surrendering to the greater calling and aligning her path with complete trust for your arrival. When I first looked into your eyes… into the portals of pure untainted consciousness, I knew that my life had changed forever! My world view suddenly expanded and pierced the dreaming of generations that I will never get to meet. In that moment, I knew that I had become an ancestor and with that acknowledgement came a deep sense of responsibility to weave a world of Majick and abundance.
You are one of my greatest teachers and inspirations. Indeed there have been times when I have struggled to keep it together, particularly the journey of raising you as a “single” mother. The anger that I projected onto your innocence, so blindly…is one of my deepest hurts and sorrows. I am truly sorry, and I have whispered that into your ear many a night, so that it would penetrate into your subconscious, until the day comes when you will be mature enough to feel my hearts pain, and I can offer you my apology in complete humility. I have forgiven myself indeed, though the self inflicted scars are still there as a constant reminder of the energy I do not wish to embody again. From that dark place, a gift of compassion blossomed like a lotus steming from the mud. For all of the mother’s trying to keep it together, who have become so far removed from themselves that they have forgotten the gift of wonder that children bring. I thank you for showing me my shadow and being the biggest catalyst for me to change, to grow… to heal.
I have made a promise to you, to serve you in the best way that I can as your elder. I will offer all of my wisdom to you in complete gratitude for the Divine Essence that you embody. As you blossom into a young wombman, I shall gift you with teachings and tools to help guide you through life in creating abundance and joy. You deserve to be surrounded in love, grace and beauty. You are worthy and appreciated on so many levels.
Auraura, if these words are anything, they are a humble attempt at portraying the scope of love that my heart holds for you. I am so blessed to be your mother and student. You inspire me to become the best person I can be. You give me the courage and strength to delve deeper into the mystery and you provide hope, to return safely with the medicine. For all that you are, I see you. For everything that you express I feel you. You are destined for a beautiful life and as your mama it is my duty to help you thrive on your own path with heart, for wherever that may lead, you will always be home!