…even if she’s the Mother we never had.

Was there something in the air? Or a celestial phenomenon?

I had a moment of deep sorrow a few weeks ago. I sobbed. And then, for a day or so, the tears would leak, seemingly unbidden, from my eyes. The sorrow morphed briefly into anger, and then into grief.

I was mourning the lack of a model of unconditional Mother love.

My own mother once lamented something similar, her anger at her mother boiling over into grief.

I wasn’t alone last week.

In all my communities and circles, friends, colleagues, and clients have all been saying a different version of the same thing:

I need Mother love.

I need to be told that it will be okay.

That I am okay.

That I am chosen.

I need Her to wrap her arms around me and comfort me.

I need Her to show me how.

I need something I’ve never had from a Mother I never had.

We are living in a time so lacking in unconditional Mother Love.

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And then we saw a glimpse of it in the embrace of New Zealand Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern – wrapping her arms around the survivors of the Christchurch shooting, grieving with them and nurturing them, and we were reminded of what we are so deeply missing.

The unconditional love we crave is available to us because it is inside of us.

We do not have to wait for an imperfect human mother to change in order to receive it and feel it. We can reclaim and access Maternal love – not our imperfect human mother’s conditional love – but the pure, unconditional Mother energy that exists within all of us.

You can do this by cradling your lovely face in your hands for a few seconds and then by placing your hands over your heart.

With your hands over your heart, repeat after me: I am here. I am alive. I don’t have to be any different than I am in this very moment in order to feel and receive love. I choose to be open to Mother love and energy.

And/or listen to this, the voice of The Mother, with deep gratitude to New Zealander Jane Cunningham, who created it.

Much, much love,

Karen