If Mama's Not Happy, NOBODY'S Happy!

Oh, the power of the woman, the mother, and grandmother! I'm going to try not to sound too proud, but it probably won't work because I AM.

Before, after and forever, Thank God for Mothers! A good Mom deserves being honored every day.

Being a single mother I totally understand the sacrifice and blessings that surround this sacred phenomenon.

Becoming a mother was the best decision I've ever made. I always knew from the deepest levels of my soul that being a mother would be all that ever mattered in my life. That everything else would come and go, but life is all about family.

In my younger years, my friends would laugh when I'd show them a baby outfit I just had to buy - things that were just too cute to leave in the store. So I had a closet with baby clothes waiting to hear someone I knew had given birth so I could share my finds. I'd fight you all the way if you didn't agree with me that every woman should want a child and become a mother. When I realized some people didn't feel this way, I couldn't understand it.

At least now it's OK with me if those people live, breathe, and stay on the planet.

But, for me, motherhood was my destiny. I didn't get the whole warm fuzzy experience with the husband and white picket fence. But I got the opportunity to guide and love my daughter unconditionally. Jodi has been my gift from the universe, and I'm glad we agreed to be together this lifetime. We are both lucky, blessed people.

Mother's Day is my favorite day of the year and, for several years now, Jodi and I have gone to the nursing home in Florida where my mother lives. Together we try to put some joy into her life as well - but it's not so easy.

All Mothers are not born equal. Being a victim of a family that was 'dysfunctional' (to use the normal verbiage) is really putting it mildly.

I believe all physical symptoms and health challenges are directly linked to our past. I just didn't realize how much and how deeply an ancestral line of this kind of despair could show up in the physical body and hurt this badly.

I recently broke a pattern in my family heritage. I had a frozen shoulder that I found out was directly linked to clearing the trauma of the women in my ancestral lines on all levels from the beginning of time. It took months of acupuncture, therapy sessions, and hard painful work on the astral planes to accomplish this, but now I can see the important role I agreed to play (my contract) and the Love for my own Mother that has surfaced in the process.

I'd like to address those of us that got a raw deal. If you're one of us born and reared by a mother that didn't have the UN-selfish motivation and resources necessary to give the support we needed to feel safe and good about ourselves, all I can say is, “I'm sorry.”

I survived the whirlpool that tried to suck me in and rob me of a good life, but I was fortunate and had the good sense to work on my own issues. I wanted the chance to be happy, live a happy life, and to understand that everyday we can make healthy choices. And, no, I didn't have the money for therapy, but I made this a priority and gave up something else because I knew I needed this more.

The choice I made many years ago that still holds true today is staying with my therapy and using the alternative modalities available (in Aquarius) that's given me my life in the richest ways. I don't think we can stop wishing things were different, but the inner-child work makes it possible to understand “it is what it is.” Mothers and all people give what they can, and everybody is simply working with the resources available to them. You learn to understand this and stop the judgment, and that's when the love begins to surface.

And that's when you need the knowledge most. Example: I'm now 59 years young, and my mother is 84. Now that I have learned to work through the pain, to understand that she did what she knew, having grown up without any resources herself, and remembering “it is what it is” - what happens now? It gets harder - not easier - and, without the therapy, I would be trying to fix it and rewrite the past. I'd feel so sorry for her lack of understanding and sordid ways that I could fall victim again just by feeling so guilty.

Instead I will choose the healthy way again and understand it's not my fault. I have risen above the trauma and not allowed the drama. I have given my Jodi and, God willing, my grandchildren when they come along, a new way for our lineage, for our family.

I want to thank you for allowing me this space to do my journaling. Yes, that's what it's called, but usually it's done in private. In the past, when I've shared my mother stuff, the response has been great. I'm not alone when I say most Mother's Day cards don't apply, so I look through the humor section. Learn it right; keep it light - what a lesson!

Contact me: gloria@aquarius-atlanta.com

Bye Honeys,