Rest Into Being Enough: Healing The Mother Wound

You've ever felt like no matter how much you give,

It's never quite enough for others.

Or maybe you've been the one holding it all,

Nurturing everyone else,

But forget yourself in the process.

If you've ever felt like receiving support,

Love,

Or even rest feels uncomfortable or unsafe,

Know that you're not alone.

This meditation is an invitation back to your inner worth and flow.

That soft,

Radiant power within you that whispers,

I am enough,

I deserve to receive,

I belong,

And I am right,

Exactly as I am.

Let's begin.

Find a comfortable seated position.

Let your spine be upright,

Not uptight.

And take a deep breath in.

And slowly exhale.

And again.

Breathing in.

And breathe out.

Wonderful.

And one more time.

And now,

With each breath,

Allow your body and mind to arrive and settle into this present moment.

And as you continue to breathe slowly and calmly,

In and out,

I want to speak to something deeper.

Some of the challenges you carry didn't start with you.

Patterns from past generations,

Emotional,

Relational,

Even physical,

Can echo through our lives,

At what Bert Hellinger coined entanglements.

They're like inherited blueprints passed down from our ancestors,

Shaping how we show up,

Lead,

Relate,

And trust ourselves.

And often,

At the root of this blueprint,

Is a wound in the feminine.

Not just the women in our lives,

But the feminine energy of intuition,

Compassion,

Creativity,

Emotional expression,

Sensuality,

Pleasure,

Desire,

And the ability to nurture ourselves and others.

When this energy is wounded or absent,

We may neglect our own needs,

Over-give to prove our worth,

Struggle to hold boundaries with softness and strength,

Or have associated emotional expression or pleasure with guilt,

Like it's something bad.

We fear being too much or not enough,

Dimming our light to avoid rejection or abandonment.

We shrink parts of ourselves to feel safe,

Loved,

Or accepted,

And we find it difficult to truly receive support,

Praise,

Pleasure,

Love,

And abundance.

It's as if we have to earn everything through effort and performance.

But you were never meant to hustle for your worth.

Your presence,

Your softness,

Your very being,

Is enough.

Remember,

This isn't about placing blame,

It's about healing,

Reclaiming and integrating that part of you for yourself,

Your future,

And that of generations to come.

Now I want you to take another deep breath in,

And slowly out,

And if your inner knowing is ready now to guide you deeper,

Softly nod with your head.

Now,

Before we go deeper,

Bring to mind one situation in your life right now,

Where receiving feels difficult,

Where expressing your needs,

Emotions,

Or desires feel unsafe,

Or you're scared of being misunderstood or rejected.

Maybe it's a moment when you wanted to rest,

But you pushed through,

Or a time when you swallowed your feelings to avoid rocking the boat.

Or something you deeply desire,

But don't allow yourself to express it,

Rethink it.

Just trust the first moment,

Memory,

Or challenge that arises.

Let it be present in your awareness as we move forward.

Amazing.

And as you keep your eyes closed,

Sitting here softly anchored,

I want you to imagine now a movie screen at the back of your mind.

And on that movie screen,

You see yourself walking barefoot through a soft,

Overgrown garden at dusk.

The air is warm,

You smell the scent of jasmine,

And the earth surrounds you,

And you see the light glows golden.

You sense your bare feet pressing into the soil,

Feeling held,

Rooted,

And connected.

And as you slowly walk forward,

Breathing gently in and out,

You notice your mother,

Or the person in your life who represents the feminine energy.

She's standing there,

Waiting for you.

Feel,

Hear,

Or see yourself looking into her eyes now.

When you think about her,

Or that person representing the feminine energy in your life,

What thoughts,

Memories,

Emotions,

Or images arise?

If it's anger,

Sadness,

Hurt,

Grief,

Disappointment,

Simply allow them to be there.

It's okay.

It's safe for you to feel them now.

You don't have to protect her from your truth.

And I want you to now say to your mother what your heart has always longed to express.

The words you never got to say.

Speak them with love,

Or rage,

Or softness.

Whatever is real for you right now.

And you're invited to do so out loud.

And now,

Let her respond.

Let her say the words your younger self so deeply needed to hear.

Maybe it's something like,

I see you,

My love.

You are enough exactly as you are.

You don't have to do anything to be loved.

You don't have to earn it.

You are allowed to feel.

You are allowed to rest.

You are allowed to take up space.

And you are allowed to express your desires.

I love you for simply being you.

As you receive these words and continue looking at your mother,

You now see your grandmother,

Your great-grandmother,

And all the women before them up to six generations gathering behind her now.

Some faces may be clear and feel familiar.

Others might just be shadows or silhouettes.

That's okay.

Each carries her own story,

Her own strength and struggles.

These women are the givers of life,

The carriers of wisdom.

They are the ones who survived.

And no matter how complex your relationship to the feminine lineage may be,

It is thanks to them that you are here.

Inhale softly.

And exhale fully.

Let yourself be seen and witnessed by them now.

And now,

Imagine a dark ball of energy emerge from each of their chests,

Hovering above their heads.

This energy carries their pain,

Silence,

Suppressed emotions,

Self-abandonment,

And the moments they had to give more than they had.

This is their grief,

Their shame,

Their unmet needs,

The burdens they carried quietly,

And the tenderness they were never allowed to show,

And know they did the best they could with the awareness and tools they had.

And as you see this dark ball hovering above their heads,

They now look at you with eyes full of compassion,

And they say,

We're sorry.

We didn't know how to love ourselves fully,

How to receive,

How to feel safe in our softness,

So we hardened.

But you,

My love,

You can.

You have our permission to be 100% you and to express your truth.

And I want you now to picture your mother's hand reaching out,

Offering it in forgiveness.

And if you're ready,

Or even if you simply have the intention to be ready in the future,

Let your hand rest in hers now.

Let yourself be held by your mother instead of trying to hold her.

And as you do,

Watch how these seven dark balls of energy float up into the sky,

Towards the stars,

Into the infinity of the universe where their energy is transformed into light and unconditional love.

And through the power of your subconscious mind,

Direct these seven balls of light now to collect the energy,

Qualities,

And characteristics that you choose to reclaim for yourself and all future generations right now.

And see how these seven balls of light are floating in space and see them absorb the ability to receive with ease and joy.

The ability to express your thoughts and emotions without fear,

Guilt,

Or shame.

Pleasure,

Play,

And sensuality as sacred birthrights.

Deep intuitive knowing that transcends any logic.

A divine self-worth that isn't tied to doing or performing.

Rest and softness as strength,

Not weaknesses.

A fierce compassion towards yourself and others.

And a radiant glow making you magnetic AF to your true desires.

Let these qualities now flow as a stream of light into each ball like codes being written into the blueprint of your feminine lineage.

Now see,

Feel,

Or simply know that these seven balls of light begin to move one by one,

Returning into the hearts of the women standing right before you.

And as you watch these seven women receive these balls of light,

Feel,

Hear,

Or see,

Or just know a shift taking place in your heart.

And as that shift happens,

You notice how each woman places her hands on the shoulders of the one before her.

A signal of support,

Of transmission,

Of connection.

And you,

Standing at the front,

Receive that transmission through your entire being.

Feel the ripple of nourishment move through your ancestors,

Into your chest,

Your womb,

Your bones.

As a soft sacred reminder,

I am safe to be who I am.

I am worthy of receiving.

I am loved because I exist.

Now visualize how you're turning your back to them,

Your mother,

Your grandmother,

And all the women who came before you.

And you're ready now for a final trust fall that reunites your lineage and allows you to walk through your life as if a thousand of your female ancestors stood behind you.

There are hearts wide open with strong arms holding you.

I will count backwards now from three.

And as I reach the number one,

I want you to imagine how you're letting yourself fall,

Lean into them,

Letting them hold you,

Letting them carry you,

Letting them support you in a way you have never let yourself be supported before.

Three,

Two,

One.

Trust fall.

Feel their hands on your shoulders,

Your back,

Your heart,

Your womb,

Steady,

Soft,

And loving.

And their presence whispers,

You don't have to do it all alone anymore.

And as you're taking in these words,

Let your nervous system receive what it may have never received before.

Tenderness,

Rest,

And love without condition.

Because this is your body remembering.

It is safe for you to soften.

It is safe for you to receive.

And it is safe for you to be who you really are.

And as you rest in their presence,

Feel your inner voice becoming clearer,

More certain,

And more magnetic.

And now imagine that these women of seven generations standing behind you whisper to you a deep,

Timeless wisdom.

You are enough.

It is safe for you to feel now.

You can be strong and soft at the same time.

Your desires are valid.

You're worthy simply because you exist.

We see you.

We love you.

Trust your rhythm.

We're blessing the fullness of your being.

And now let these words settle into your womb,

Your belly,

And your heart.

And let them become your new baseline that you no longer have to earn love,

Hold it all,

Or diminish your magic.

You are the chosen one.

You are the one who heals the line,

Not because you force it with impatience,

But because you let it flow naturally.

And now imagine how you turn to face them.

Look each of them in the eyes,

Softly and deeply,

And thank them.

And then thank yourself for being the one to break the cycle,

For choosing softness,

Receiving,

Rest,

And truth.

And now I want you to bring back that situation from the beginning into your awareness,

The one where receiving,

Expressing,

Or feeling felt unsafe or too much.

Notice what's different now.

Perhaps you feel more open,

More trusting.

Maybe there's more ease,

More space.

And simply breathe in and out calmly now,

And allow your nervous system,

Your body,

To feel a contrast between who you were and who you are right now.

You have chosen to live in a new way,

Receptive,

Radiant,

And rooted in truth.

And as you're taking your final deep breath in,

And slowly exhale,

Start wiggling your fingers and your toes.

And in your own time,

Gently open your eyes,

Return to the space around you.

And as you do,

Carry this truth inside your being.

You are deeply loved,

You are divinely guided,

And your feminine essence is not a weakness.

It is your greatest power.

I love you.

Namaste.