Resting in the arms of The Great Mother

These past weeks have stirred something deep in me. As a mother of a daughter – and as a woman – so much has been moving and erupting within me lately. I feel it in myself and in almost every conversation I’m having. 

With today’s lunar eclipse, it feels as though so much continues to be unearthed. In times like these, it’s impossible not to feel it. And it can be hard to know what is truly helpful, how to play our part without becoming overwhelmed by it all.  

For the past few years I have been called to rest deeper and deeper into the arms of the Great Mother. I have realised how deeply I have craved that feminine holding, so much harm arises when we forget our connection to the Earth, and to Her. That we all came from the same ancient mother. 

I saw an epic comedy show this past weekend with my friend Sivani Mata Francis – God is a Woman: The Musical – a one-woman show by Luisa Omielan about the life of Mary Magdalene and more. It gave me hope. 

Amidst all the chaos, I felt something else too – a quiet sense that a deeper tide is turning. And that each of us has a thread to tend. 

This year I started a new daily ritual which I do before I start my work which involves saining (celtic practice of burning herbs and sacred resins) while singing this Great Mother chant.  It meets an ache that I have to rest into the sacred feminine and resource from there before I start my day. It doesn’t change what’s happening in the world. But it steadies me within it. 

Mother’s Day is this month in the UK and much of Europe. It can be tender terrain – for mothers, daughters, those longing, those unmet, those grieving. 

If you could do with some resourcing and tender holding, you might like my Inner Child Meditation which allows you to fall into the arms of the Great Mother and take yourself into your own heart.  

You can listen to it here here.  

Love,

Rebecca xo