Celebrating the Divine Feminine – Mother’s Day 2021
Minister’s Musings – May 4, 2021
I’ll never forget my first Mother’s Day. My daughter was born on April 28th and Mother’s Day was just a few weeks away. I was exhausted and yet overwhelmingly in love with this little bundle of joy that was new to my life. She was my world. Her father and I felt very blessed.
Grandma Was So Proud
My mother was a grandmother for the first time. She taught at a local elementary school and she was super excited to be able to share her grandchild with her friends at the school. She proudly carried her into the school office to show everyone how beautiful she was. Going from classroom to classroom, she showed her off to everyone she knew.
Before that time I’d never known my mother to be that way. She and I never really saw eye to eye until I became a parent. We just didn’t click a lot of the time. We always loved each other but were not very close. I missed that in our relationship and when my daughter came, my mother and I were drawn closer together. I think we finally shared a similarity; We were both mothers.
The Best Mother’s Day Gift
On that first Mother’s Day, I remember that my mom presented me with a gift from my daughter. I thought it was so sweet she got me a gift from my daughter who was only a few weeks old at the time. The gift looked like a small poster that was rolled up and tied with a ribbon. Intrigued, I pulled off the ribbon and unrolled the scroll. Inside was a poem and my daughter’s tiny little handprints in pink at the bottom. The poem read:
You always clean the fingerprints
I leave upon the wall.
I seem to make a mess of things
Because I am so small.
The years will pass so quickly.
I’ll soon be grown like you
And all my little fingerprints
Will surely fade from view.
So here’s a special handprint,
A memory that is true
So you’ll recall the very day
I made this just for you!
After I read this, I cried. I cried tears of joy for being a new mom to this beautiful baby. I cried, realizing that I had a very small window of time to enjoy having her as my child, that someday she would be a young woman making her own way in the world. And, I also cried tears of sadness because I knew my mom was experiencing the loss of being a mommy to her own child. Our relationship had evolved. We had grown from mommy and daughter to mother and daughter at that moment. Our relationship was forever changed. It was a very special Mother’s Day that still brings tears of love.
Gone But Always Present
My mother made her transition eleven years ago. She lived long enough to become a grandmother to four more grandchildren. The memories of her are at the forefront of my consciousness, especially on Mother’s Day. I miss her, but I know her presence is with me as I transition from mommy to mother for my own adult children.
This coming Sunday, May 9th at 10:00 AM, we will be celebrating the wonderful Mothers and women who mother in our lives. We will have a unique remembrance service that will commemorate the Spiritual mothers and women throughout history, as well as honoring our own Mothers for their Divine Wisdom.
I will be leading that Mother’s Day service with the help of musical guest Stephan Plummer. I hope you can join us for a beautiful day of celebrating the Divine feminine together.
In love and light…