Food for Thought

Instead of trying to silence your mind chatter,
simply love the one who wants to chat.

Instead of trying to shift your emotions,
just love the one who can’t stop feeling.

The Mother Wound has been a blind spot of women’s empowerment up to this point. Even the most evolved among us have avoided looking at this issue. Healing the Mother Wound is the next frontier of feminism, as it functions as the linchpin of our most insidious forms of self-limitation, the very subtle and invisible ways we hold ourselves back in order to secure love, safety and belonging. These insidious self-limiting patterns have been passed down from mother to daughter for centuries. The time to stop the cycle is NOW.

Bethany Webster

today i saw myself for the first time
when I dusted off
the mirror of my mind
and the woman looking back
took my breath away

I’m sorry,
Please forgive me,
Thank you,
I love you.

To vulnerable me, from critical me.
❤️????

Hawai’ian practice of reconciliation and forgiveness

The worst thing we ever did
was put God in the sky
out of reach

Once, I ran from fear
so fear controlled me.
Until I learned to hold fear like a newborn.
Listen to it, but not give in.
Honour it, but not worship it.
Fear could not stop me anymore.
I walked with courage into the storm.
I still have fear,
but it does not have me.

I am firmly of the view that this societal fixation on forgiving others is just another way that we bypass our own rightful anger, confusion, sense of loss. It is also a way that victims end up feeling blamed for their experience.

Sometimes, I feel that my life is a series of trapeze swings. I’m either hanging on to a trapeze bar swinging along or, for a few moments, I’m hurdling across space between the trapeze bars.

Look how a mirror

will reflect with perfect equanimity

all actions

before it.