Dear Child, it is I your eternal Mother and I wish to speak
to you this day of motherhood. It is a subject
that you, and every mother who has ever gone before you, has found challenging
and vexing, as well as inspiring. And I
see you as you grapple, fearing that you do too little to promote independence
and too much at the same time.
The exercise of motherhood is an exercise of balance and
restraint, of delicacy, for it is like teaching tightrope walking. Love is the air in which [children] are submerged,
engulfed and live within. However, love
itself is not enough to get the most out of the experience of life. Life is about the refinement of the soul in
each great adventure of the body. It is
about learning to know oneself and then reach beyond who you thought you were.
Let me take you, dearest heart, you are working with balance
at present. You are learning that
although you can ask for advice, you know it already inside. Or you can wait for it to come.
And what is the essence that you wish to convey to a
child. Not that they can be a bully and
get what they want, but that they can learn to collaborate for the greater
good, that they can care for the planet and others beyond themselves, that
sometimes what they think they want, is not in their highest good. Learning to listen within, to trust the
feedback from the universe around you.
These are all good ways to settle into the delicacy of life. One may charge through it, like a bull in a
china shop. Or one may become aware,
noticing the pushes of intuition, synchronicities of life, waiting for the
opportunities to present themselves.
This is the delicacy of life.
You worry about your skills, are you doing this? And beloved one, yes you are. Indeed, you are doing it to the very best of
your ability. And more nuance is
required as children grow older. Then a
mother must pull back a little in relation to the directions we give, waiting
to allow them to find their own thoughts, their own ideas and ways of negotiating
life.
Let them make mistakes, for indeed nothing is a mistake if
it is a learning, if it presents wisdom wearing the disguise of a
‘mis-step’. Then the mis-step is
revealed for what it is: acquired wisdom.
And the mis-step never existed.
It is swoshed away, transformed into wisdom. As it is with all my children, whether they
are children or parents.
As you look into your life this very day, notice the flow of
your day. Notice where you thought you
made a mis-step. Notice the wisdom that
emerged from that. And if there is no
wisdom, allow the pattern of mis-steps to emerge, as they create a pathway to
wisdom. Sometimes ‘mistakes’ are noticed
on the last step, sometimes you begin to notice the pathway much earlier, but
the wisdom is not yet formed fully enough within for you to grasp it, to make
it your own.
Fear not. There is no
grading, there is no judgement. There is
simply the heart-felt desire for you to experience the journey fully, and to
grow in your understanding of love in action, through that process. That is it.
Nothing more. Life is love in
action.
That is not a ‘command’ to be always loving, for love can be
harsh and righteous in some hands. It is
the invitation to come to the sweetness of love within, and to allow that sweetness
to flow through you into your children, by your example of sweet love to
yourself and all around you – from the planet to the chair. They will learn this. They will absorb the respect, the delicacy,
the joy of that love.
And this is why we implore all our dear children, young and
old, to do what you love. For therein
lies the pathway to your sweetness. I
hear you say you can’t. But begin, my
child, at least begin. If only with
small acts of kindness and love to yourself, throughout your day. It will soon bring about a tsunami of change,
a visceral experience of my tsunami of love.
For the power of love is quantum, not linear.
So, dear mothers, your doubt erodes your love of
yourself. Your fears cause projections
and angers. When you trust, yourself,
the universe, All That Is, you are [growing] love and raising children who can
raise to the challenge of loving life magnificently.
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