You guys...moms. women's. circle.
I had the absolute privilege to be welcomed in attending a women’s circle yesterday that catered specifically to mothers or mothers-to-be. No, I’m not either of those things. But I asked and they allowed. The vibe is that they allow everyone, but the focus is on centering mothers.
Exactly what I’m wanting right now.
These women flat-out created the community they wanted for themselves and for the world.
A few little ones attended but very mobile kiddos stayed home.
There was group singing. We sang to call in the spirits of our grandmothers. We sang other things. The types of songs that are passed down. Damn if I can’t find any of them or remember enough lyrics to look them up, but I did text to find out.
There was going around the circle saying what was present at that moment, and tears, and just listening.
Two women told their birth stories. Have you ever heard a woman tell you the whole story of their birth from start to finish, and how they wished it would last a little longer so they could feel it just a bit more? How much it mattered to them? How empowered they felt to be on their own timelines and not anyone else’s?
Jesus Christ. It’s electric.
There was potluck, among women with similar beliefs around food. Someone made a chai without the tea, a great pot of boiling ginger, cinnamon, turmeric, and black pepper with coconut milk added at the end, after the whole house smelled of all those aromatic spices. I sweetened mine with honey.
Can you imagine this?
Can you imagine anything better than this?
I can.
These women had their shit together by so, so many standards, and still they honestly bared their hearts around feelings around failure, around not ever being able to get ahead, or have any time for themselves, or the ability to feel like themselves again for any length after having children. And they were so joyful and in choice around the beautiful things that motherhood was to them. They shared in all the things.
I want to help. We need maidens (women who haven’t had kids) and aunties and friends and grandmothers to be there. And the women have to want help and see its value and allow it to happen.
I’m remaking my website again soon to accurately focus on the moms I want to help.
I just got another job - I’ll be starting at my Starbucks kiosk job tomorrow inside the supermarket that’s EASY walking distance from my house. I’m delighted. The energy that it frees up to have steady income will make it easy to devote myself passionately to my desire to begin being of help in women’s homes, alongside them as a Mother’s Helper who makes women’s lives sing.
P.S. - Exercise that can meaningfully shift an overwhelmed moms energy - after she shares what she’s going through and the share itself doesn’t seem to help fully release her emotion, ask each woman with the space to to place hands on her body while she cries as much as she needs to, with the support of being held by her women around her. My guides showed me this today.