phoenix

Hello Mamas!  The mood has lightened somewhat, yes?  The Sun is now in freedom and fun-loving Sagittarius and the Moon is cruising through Aquarius, mixing it up with Jupiter (bestower of blessings and ruler of Sagittarius) and Neptune.   I for one am breathing a huge sigh of relief after an intense and heavy few weeks.   I hope you’re all feeling more optimistic too.

In the interests of exploiting this current gorgeous Cosmic climate, I prescribe a short and sweet course of affirmations to shake off any lingering blah blahs:

  • the most powerful affirmations are one’s that truly ‘resonate’ with you – so pick up your pen and journal and let yourself express some words of hope, until you find a phrase that really clicks.
  • The less words used, the more packed full of meaning they tend to be – try a  phrase like ‘I CAN…’ (again, coming up with one of your own is best)
  • For some free association to get you started, work with the phrase “I’m wide open to….” and let yourself wish, dream and get really into it.
  • Do something with your affirmations – live them into experience – paint or draw them, sing them, dance them, walk or run or skip and feel them deep in your belly.  If they’re not happening below the neck, they won’t work for you.

Rock on Mamas xx

atlas

Atlas bears the world and the cosmos on his shoulders - from a 16th century English woodcut.

It may be Spring time here in South Australia, but deep in my bones it feels like a time of endings.  The Sun is in Scorpio (with Venus and Mercury) and the moon is waning.   Saturn (the Old King) is making a stressful aspect to Pluto (Lord of the Underworld) which feels like the foundations of all relationships (with ourselves and others) are being slowly burned away from underneath.   In the background is a feeling of restlessness fostered by Uranus’ ongoing opposition to Saturn and a kind of mystical longing that can be attributed to the meanderings of Neptune in Aquarius.   As usual with outer planet transits things seem huge and uncontrollable – the small ‘I’ is powerless against the forces of the cosmos.

I’m giving into the ennui and the strangeness, for now.  Going with it, rather than against it….  I am full of maladies… part of which may stem from having moved house for what seems like the hundredth time in the past ten years;  I feel uprooted and tender and concerned for my children.   The other part of my malaise may stem from the depth work I’ve been doing to heal ancient unconscious patterns; I feel overwhelmed and exhausted.  A large portion, though, comes from the sense that I’m mute and invisible – that I speak and no one hears, and that my actions go unnoticed and unacknowledged.  I find myself pondering Self Worth and my apparent need for external proof – does a Mama’s work warrant the same conditions as any other job?  Shouldn’t my paid job give me a voice and a presence in the world that is legitimate and seen as ‘worthwhile’?

Some days it seems as though I’m being asked to stand up for, well, What I Stand For.

Life’s magic, of course, continues to reflect back to me what’s going on.  All around I see people moving and changing their paths, others struggling with outworn modes of being and still more are having crises of the soul and of everyday life.  I see women with knee problems, skin conditions and headaches (all under Saturn).   There are Mamas out there doing their work under all kinds of difficult and serious conditions and there are Papas doing Mama work too.  I wonder if any of them feel like Atlas, quietly shouldering the burden of their  whole world, over and over again with no relief, no end in sight, no improvement?

*sigh*

How does a Mama stand up for What She Stands For with the pressing weight of responsibility bearing down upon her?

The answer is in the weight itself, the invisibility, the muteness, the malady – through feeling and experiencing all of these and giving each full expression.   If Saturn’s gravity pushes downwards – go down, go deeper into the self, to the roots, to the earth and groundedness.   If Pluto’s destructive forces find you angry and resentful, feel that anger in all of its might – ask it what it wants; find something to destroy that needs destroying.  If Neptune’s cloak of invisibility means you are walking and talking under water, float.  Embrace the silence.

Find a way to give meaning to your inner experiences – to honour the energies of each of them.  Place items on your altar that symbolise your feelings.  Dance your feelings, stomp them around the room, fling them into the sea – feel it all through your actions.   Light candles for your passions and desires, write long letters to your self and then burn them.  Cry if you want to.   Give voice to your emotions, and receptive silence to opinions and ideas.

Its OK Mamas, its all OK… xxx

Yes, I really am… and I’ll be back soon with some news – we’ve been busy moving house and I’ve started a new job among other things.

love to you Mamas xxx

 

maryHeart

Sometimes we Mamas lose the plot.  Lets have a show of hands of who doesn’t.  Well, this Mama is certainly no Angel and I have been known to get my Witch on from time to time.   In the interests of authenticity I’d like to share with you that lately I haven’t been living my own advice, not walking my own talk.   Lately I’ve been engaging in power struggles with the father of my children over my need for freedom and autonomy (as both a parent and as a human being)  vs the needs of my children (i.e.  material  and emotional).  Basically I’ve been arguing, unprofitably, with reality.    Tired of doing the job of two people (both Mama and Papa) and angry that I don’t seem to have enough support in either role, I got to the point where I was ready to hand over my children for him to raise.

I can look to the cosmos for an explanation (or blame, if I really insist) with the current aspect Mars (God of War) to Saturn (God of Limits).  I could rave on about how the astrology of the moment is making me, and everyone else, act a certain way – but in truth there is no ‘out there’.  Everything any one ever experiences is experienced internally.  It’s all in our minds.

That doesn’t mean that nothing is real.  It’s all real alright but our experience  is unique to each of us  just as we relate to our world according to our perception of it.   Nothing is the way it is, its the way we are.   So my latest experience of the world, and way of relating to it, is about powerlessness and my anger around it – and from wanting to just give up.    These feelings, this War, these Limits, have been in me for some time but I’ve learned to trick myself out of letting things bother me.

A wise Mama said to me, in the middle of my crisis, that I need to connect with my heart instead of trying to think with it.  So what does that mean?

Its normal for us to try not to feel what we’re feeling as Mamas because its ‘inappropriate’ or ’scary for the children’ or because Significant Others will relate to us in ways we may not appreciate.  Far better to put aside what we feel in order to be present for ‘more immediate’ concerns such as the needs of the family.  What we find, though, is that the feelings we have not felt or processed will eventually find their way out of the depths we have assigned them to.  They show up in our ailments, our blurts, in plate smashing tantrums (yes, I did break a few over the weekend) and as Carl Jung would say, as Fate.

I’ve always placed a great deal of faith in Soul – in psyche – as  self-healing and self-organising.   It doesn’t serve us at all to believe that there is any part of our self that is anything but benevolent and perfect (if only ‘in its own way’).  If we have it, we need it.   Even the oddest tendencies , severest dis-ease, or worst parts of ourselves have a place in the greater scheme of things.   Relying on symptoms to guide us to the center of ourselves is one way of navigating that greater scheme, the other is to make peace with our thoughts and emotions as and when they arise.

Recognising the sensations in our bodies as we feel our emotions  – this is the key.  This is connecting with our hearts.

And it’s what I’ve been missing.  Paying attention to how my body is reacting with emotion and thought is the part I’ve  overlooked while I’ve been busy trying to nut things out in my head and analysing what is going on in my body  – looking for what my soul has to say – without actually feeling it.

Journalling the thoughts that are looping around in our heads causing us anxiety, then reading them through with awareness of how our bodies move and feel is an enlightening exercise – an exercise which, with daily practice and further work, can not only heal us but can help us to keep our balance and well being.

My wise friend is right, I need to do this – and I need to really walk my talk.  So at this juncture I’m listening to my whole self and taking some rest time so I can meet the Fate that is hammering at my door with the strength I need.  I’ll let you know how I go.

later Mamas xx

Raphael's Mother and Child
Raphael’s Mother and Child

Time is just whizzing by while I’ve been busy on other writing projects, study, and caring for five children (two of whom have been sick this past few days).

Someone I know who’s just had a baby sent me a message this week – “I can’t believe you’ve done this five times!  Its so much harder than I thought.”  Which reminded me of the days of having my first baby and how daunting it all was . I gave this person some advice, but now I wish I hadn’t.  Why?  Because  even if I had the chance, I wouldn’t go back and give myself advice.  I’ve learned all I know by doing what I needed to do in order to feel good about being a Mama; to keep my children safe, well and free to express themselves; and to run my household as best as possible.

I’m now questioning the validity (and ethics) of writing advice for Mamas at all, and yet I really enjoy it.   Perhaps its a matter of reframing what I do here – rather than giving advice, I’m relating a recipe for a happier experience of Mamahood.

So, in honour of those of you who’ve just had your first baby, here is the spell for the week:

  • Take VERY good care of yourself – make it part of your daily routine to include as many self-nurturing activities, treats, pamperings and health-enhancing practices as you can.   I can’t say this enough – a happy and fulfilled Mama is the best Mama for your child.  If you’re a Mama with no Papa in sight, you have double the reasons to rely on your inner resources and that means generating genuine affection for yourself through self-care.
  • That advice midwives always give – ’sleep when baby sleeps’ – Mamas this is SUCH gold.   Some of my favourite times as a Mama have been blissfully curled up, baby in her basket beside me,  for daytime nap.  Somehow the washing always got done, the house didn’t fall down from not being cleaned, and we managed not to starve.
  • Exercise every day.   Pay extra attention to the areas affected most by the birth (you know what I’m talking about).  Take up Pilate’s and strengthen your core – do it and commit to keeping these muscles strong for life.  You’ll thank me when you can gracefully glide past the incontinence products thirty years from now,with your back straight and your belly tucked in.
  • Put baby in the pram and walk it off – and I’m not just talking about body weight – walk off the weight of the world – get outside and breathe.   Babies love the rhythm of being walked and the experts say ’sleep begets sleep’ – you’ll find your little one more settled, so everyone wins.
  • Try to minimise coffee and tea consumption, ditto alcohol.   Not only do these pass through breast milk to the baby (if breast feeding is your choice), but they don’t give you ‘more energy’ as we tend to think they do.   Instead, drink water or herbal tea.   Likewise, eat the best food you can afford and leave sugary treats for special occasions as much as you can (I know this can be hard – I’ve a friend who has her husband lock her chocolate stash in his safe!)
  • Get out of the house and spend time around other people, with or without baby (and I mean people with or without babies too).
  • Trust yourself to do this the way only you can, and never be afraid to ask for help or advice.

Congratulations new Mamas xx

little red, twenty minutes old

little red, twenty minutes old

We’re within hours of a total solar eclipse so if today has been intense, weird, dramatic or strange in any way, its probably safe to say the energetic pull of the moon and the sun’s meeting has set the scene.

I love eclipses.   We’ve come a long way from the days of dire superstitious warnings around eclipses – ‘the fall of the king’ and the like.   The sky is not as mysterious as it once was and we’re free to examine the metaphor without fear or notions of  Fate.

It seems appropriate, given that the sun and moon will meet with the nodes in the last degree of the constellation Cancer, the sign with rulership over motherhood matters, to mention that I once gave birth during a lunar eclipse.

My middle child was born in the home of a midwife and good friend (in her bathtub to be exact) because I was determined not to go to hospital (where sick people go), and we were a family in transition between one city and the next.   It was a magical night in my friend’s home by the sea;  inside red candles reflected off the bathwater and my huge belly, and outside a gaggle kids ran around under a big fat red moon – I didn’t so much labour as laugh my child into the world and so she emerged with a blissful smile on her sweet face.

She’s just had her ninth birthday a few days ago and I’m reminded that the eclipses are tied up with cycles – a ’small’ cycle of 18 or so years, the time it takes for the lunar nodes to travel one full revolution on the plane of the eliptic around Earth, and a greater cycle – more of a spiral really – which occurs over hundreds of years, in which eclipse patterns come into existence and eventually pass away.   So there is something about this particular eclipse which relates to the those in the year 2000 as well as to the its series (Saros 136) which began in 1360, then next installment of which is not until 2027.

Rudolf Steiner writes about the year a child turns nine as ‘the Rubicon year’ and the beginning of ‘feeling one’s thoughts’, crucial to the development of the psyche and a time to be handled delicately.   Some call this the ‘nine year crossing’.  I call it ‘no such thing as a coincidence’.    My little lunar kid has reached the midpoint of  a cycle within a spiral within an ever evolving cosmos and I’m left wondering what the next nine years will bring.

Today is a great day to contemplate whatever crossing you are taking in your life now ~ to ponder the metaphor of  the eclipse and to journal your findings.   Its also a good time for letting go of an old way of being or doing, and making resolutions for a fresh new start.  Light a candle, celebrate the perfection of the Universe, and give thanks for the wonders that Life offers in every moment.

Blessings, Mamas xx

A busy few weeks have kept me from my computer, although inspiration continues to flow (if only in conceptual form at present).  I hope you don’t feel too neglected, Mamas!

Its school holidays here now, so the plan is to carry on blogging after the kids resume classes next week, in time for the new moon and Solar Eclipse.

Meanwhile, have fun xx

early edition tarot trump - The Magician

early edition tarot trump - The Magician

The Sun has moved on to Cancer now but the Moon is still in Gemini until she meets the Sun tomorrow opposite Pluto – the planet of destruction and regeneration – a perfect time to discuss the power of our words.

As Mamas we all realise that what’s said to children sticks. Personally, I’ve experienced some long-forgotten relative telling me, at age three, that at night the wolves come out to eat little girls’ ears – and for years I couldn’t sleep without a blanket covering my head, even in summer.   If there ever was an ear-eating wolf it was that man who spoke those words.

My father once told me that a large red mark on his back was ‘a war wound’ and that my grandfather had lost his four severed fingers ’shaving’ so that I grew up thinking my nerdy, bespectacled Dad had been a soldier and that my Poppa was idiotically clumsy.   The moment it dawned upon me that these things weren’t true (not to mention being completely implausible) didn’t come until I was an adult and almost a parent myself – and in that moment my ideas about a whole lot of things crumbled.

Oh yes, words can be permanent in the mind of a child.  Little ears can be punished and little minds convinced that the obvious is untrue and the ridiculous is real.

We Mamas,  on the other hand, have an ongoing challenge to be heard (especially when it comes to mundane and repetitive matters such as picking up socks and brushing teeth).     It may sometimes feel a bit like the same day being lived over and over.    We may be so darn bored or frustrated by certain routines that we’re tempted to shake it up occasionally – in not so constructive ways.  We threaten, we cajole, we ‘encourage’ and we Lay Down the Law.   Then we go through it all again next time.

After a year of, lets say,  mediating between siblings fighting over the front seat of the car, or a month of morning squabbles about bathroom rights, or certain people’s (not mentioning any names kid!) ongoing tendency toward just sitting down doing nothing (yes, right when the whole household has to be somewhere on time) we begin to suspect that the right words need to be found or we should just shut up about it.

Then there’s the issue of unconscious self-talk.  We all know how that goes – we’ve heard it from the mouths of our friends and neighbours.   That baby-boomer aunt who for years complains that everything ‘gives her the shits’ and then later mysteriously finds herself battling bowel cancer (but not healing it); the lonely forty-something divorcee who cannot stop himself from bellyaching about his ex-wife’s drinking problems (while swilling chardonnay) and terrible parenting (while his son listens, heartbroken, from the other room) and alienates everyone he knows.   There’s the friend who tells you constantly ‘one day I’ll get there’ and struggles on and on, never quite ‘making it’.   And there’s always the poor woman who is heard daily saying ‘we don’t have enough money for that’ and ‘we can’t afford it’ and well, stays the poor woman you know who goes without.

Without putting too much of a fine point on it, we need to practice listening to ourselves and paying attention to our words. Our words are more important than we were raised to believe, and children are not the only ones influenced by ill-thought talk (or well-thought talk!).  We all are.  In every area of our lives there are ’speakings about’ and ’speakings around’ – in other words we speak our selves into being.  More than that, our words create our experiences – they attract to us more of what we speak of.

So if we repeatedly say ‘Kid, pick up your socks!’ (or shout it, as the case may sometimes be) then what we’ll find is that we’ll keep on having to say it, we’ll keep on seeing that socks need to be picked up.  The day we stop noticing the socks, and start noticing that the kid is busy eating his Wheaties (which we want, right?) or tying his little brother’s shoe laces (even better!) is the day we break the pattern.  Socks will still need to be picked up, of course, but it won’t be such a big deal.  Maybe we’ll pick ‘em up and smile that our kid was so busy doing his adorable kid thing that he forgot about the socks, and so did we.

The same goes for the Self-talk (and I’m not talking about other people’s self-talk – I’m talking about yours).  Are you listening to yourself?  Do you really hear what you’re saying??  Do you ever catch yourself saying something which you know isn’t positive, isn’t good for you to say or for others’ to hear?  What are your words affirming in your life?  Now is a good time to do an audit, and perhaps uncover something important about where you’re life is heading – and discover how you can creatively improve things.

So, here’s the gist of minding your words -

  • resolve to pay attention to your speech for 24 hours – you’re looking for repetition, ‘catch phrases’, ‘cliches’ you use often, ‘puns’ and parts of language you find funny or disturbing.
  • list all of the words, phrases, and regular points of conflict (eg the socks)  you observe without judging yourself (this isn’t about feeling bad remember!)
  • work with this list in your journalling – ask yourself about your words
  • look up the etymology of commonly used words in your lexicon – the origins of language are very telling
  • practice the affirmation “my word is my wand, I wield it to create_______, under Grace and in perfect ways” (insert your goals, ideals and wishes)
  • practice speaking the word for what you would like to see in your life.  Want more abundance – speak it.  “I’d LOVE more good stuff in my life”, “I always have everything I need” (these two have very little unconscious resistance attached to them – try them and see how true they feel).
  • Make a conscious effort to say little or nothing for part of your day – knowing when to be silent and when to speak is a required for Mama Magic.
  • Consider your words with care – love your words.

Abracadabra Mamas xx

pilgercl

alchemical emblem, origins unresolved

The moon is balsamic (dark)  right now, although in a favourite part of the sky – Taurus – where she is said to be ‘exalted’ – strong.  We’re also preparing for the Solstice – the longest day of the year in the Northern Hemisphere and the shortest day in the South.  So the Moon is winding up her cycle while the Sun  reaches a turning point in his annual journey.  Our days may be flavoured by this  seemingly dissonant mix of lunar and solar energies depending on where we are on the globe – it seems a perfect fit here in South Australia in the middle of winter, but I imagine it may be different  if you’re somewhere warm and bright.   Still, wherever we find ourselves on and around June 21 we’re promised some beautiful skies at night – including a visible conjunction of Mars and Venus in the wee hours before sunrise –   further confirmation that the Solstice festival this year involves an alchemical melding of masculine and feminine energies -  redressing the balance somewhat.  I feel this is particularly potent for Mamas as we are more powerfully called upon to be embodied as women and are also striving toward a stronger presence in this ‘man’s world’.

At my middle childrens’ school we’re preparing for the Winter Festival.  A Saturnine event (that is relating to the archetype  Saturn – of time, limits, necessity, death and karma), we’re expected to arrive with somber reverence, to share a cup of soup in quiet gratitude and to participate in lighting lanterns and ‘Walking the Spiral’ while the children sing about the season.   Its not so much a Festival (its not the least festive!) as a ritual to honour the earth spirits and the cycles of nature and life and the need to turn to our inner resources, rather than to celebrate the outward abundance we experience at other times of year.

After the Solstice – which literally  means the sun  stands still – we’ll experience the gradual shift to longer or shorter days respectively until the next turn of the wheel on December 21.

So its a good time, whether or not you are celebrating as part of a community, and wherever you are on Earth, to pause – to stand still – from day to day activity and reflect upon the meaning of the Solstice.   Is it a time to shine more brightly – to allow more of your spirit to flow outward?  Are you developing roots and generating unseen energies within yourself right now?  Or are you simply dormant, anticipating the arrival of a new season?  Do you see how your life  and your life forces are reflected in the metaphors of nature and the cycles of growth, change, death and renewal?    Can you see that your body and the Earth are connected – that your body is the Earth – that you are metaphorically the whole cosmos?

Journalling for the next couple of days could answer some of these questions – and from your answers a formula for a ritual to honour your personal Solstice may flow.   This could be as simple as a prayer spoken out loud at the beginning or and end of the Longest Day, or as complex as preparing a special meal, adorning yourself and your home, dancing (a wonderful Midsummer activity) to meaningful music and involving with your loved ones.   You may choose to enact your Solstice alone in response to a need to strengthen your internal processes, or you may feel the pull toward creating an event with your children (there are some beautiful Earth Spirit stories that little ones adore).

Whatever you decide to do, please do something this solstice – here are some other pointers to get you in the mood:

  • take a walk in nature and observe the signs of the season – sketch, take photographs or just enjoy listening and looking.
  • meditate on the body – observe the inner energy field and rhythm of your body and bless every part.  Notice, especially, where your physical body reflects the cycles of nature (e.g. is your skin dry in wintertime, do you feel heavier or lighter as time passes?  ) – bless these signs too!
  • visit an observatory and/or learn more about the cycles of our solar system – view the planets through a high-tech telescope for an entirely different perspective – take the children.
  • Read Shakespeare’s ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ or rent the movie
  • play music which reflects the mood of your day;  notice how your body’s rhythms are effected or in harmony.
  • light candles and place items from nature on your altar – reflect upon these at intervals.

Blessed be, Mamas xx

signac-women-at-the-well-01
Women at the Well, Opus 238, Paul Signac, 1892.

I’ve been pretty distracted lately – that is my way of saying I haven’t had any inspiration for writing anything here.  It happens sometimes when there’s been a disruption to my equalibrium or one of life’s inevitable challenges.

I’ve started something new;  I’ve begun training in the field of transpersonal counselling (therapy) – the path of Psyche or soul rather than the way of science and medicine.   This is something that I’ve wanted to get formal qualifications in for a long time – having spent the past five years reading every book on archetype, alchemy and Soul that I could get my greedy hands on.  I hope I’ll be able to pass on a lot of what I’m learning to you, dear Mamas.

Meanwhile, I’m in the process of filling the well here – of recharging my creative batteries, so to speak.   In doing so, I’m going to ask for your help.  I’d like to know what you would like to read about – what are the challenges you face, what are the things that make you feel good – what are your stories?

Let’s share – write to me Mamas xx