Bring your awareness gently into your breath,
Easy and natural,
Just as it is.
Feeling the chest rise and fall,
The belly expand and retract.
Feeling your shoulders soften now as they drop down away from your ears.
Settling the breath deeper now through the hips,
Feeling supported and anchored right where you are.
Dropping that awareness now down into the feet,
Feeling them rest comfortably just where they are.
And now reaching your awareness out into your hands,
Feeling the aliveness there.
And lifting your attention now softly to the crown of your head,
And here we invite in the presence of God Consciousness,
Christ Consciousness,
And the Divine Holy Spirit.
See these beautiful energies weaving together,
Braiding into one luminous cord of connection.
Inhale deeply,
And exhale,
Letting this cord lift you from the busy mind,
And gently placing you into the spacious,
Creative,
Intuitive mind,
Where imagination flows freely,
And where healing breathes.
Let that cord of connection descend now,
Softening the eyes,
Easing the jaw,
Flowing now through the throat,
And installing warmly now into heart center,
And feel this sacred connection now alive within.
With each breath,
Invite the cord now to lift away old layers,
Ego,
Resistance,
Worn out masks,
Outdated beliefs,
Just letting go however you see this gentle release happening.
It's just perfect.
Let it be,
And let it go.
Coming fully in to you,
Heart,
Mind,
And spirit now aligned,
Letting imagination open the door to intuition.
Now envision yourself on a peaceful bench,
Perhaps it's in a garden,
By a river,
Or even on a familiar porch.
Resting comfortably here on this bench,
Invite your mother,
Or a cherished mother figure into this sacred space with you,
Whether they're here or beyond the veil,
Inviting her to rest here beside you as you take her hand.
Connecting here with her,
A beautiful and precious memory arrives,
A memory where you felt seen,
Heard,
A memory where you felt held and loved,
A memory where you felt safe.
Now see that scene unfold.
Notice who is there,
The time of day,
Notice the light and the weather.
What are you wearing?
What is she wearing?
Feel the warmth of this moment.
What made it so special,
So sacred?
What gifts,
What lessons rest here?
Let gratitude rise naturally,
As if with open hands,
Draw this beautiful memory right into your heart,
Tuck it there,
And feel your heart expand,
Soften,
And open wider with love.
Now gently call forward a memory where things were harder,
Just let it float to the surface,
Perhaps a moment of misunderstanding or disagreement,
Perhaps it's a memory of pain or unmet expectations.
Simply observe it without judgment,
Reflecting on this memory as a teaching,
As a mirror.
So as the details unfold in your mind's eye,
Just simply observe and know that there is no perfect guidebook for mothering.
She did the very best she could with the tools,
With the awareness,
With the heart that she had at the time.
Feel the gift of the lessons that unfolded here,
Acknowledging how they shaped life.
See her in this memory,
Feel the call of healing,
Actions,
Reactions,
All of it.
Offer her compassion,
Forgiveness,
Acceptance.
Honor her as a fellow traveler,
Learning,
Growing,
And expanding in awareness,
Just as you are.
In your heart,
Speak what needs to be said.
Let the words rise in your heart and share them now,
In this safe,
Timeless space,
You and your mother.
Embrace her and hold her,
And whisper,
It's okay.
Everything has unfolded just as it needed to.
I am who I am today because of you.
Allow the memory to welcome in acceptance,
Inviting compassion deeply now.
And forgiveness opens the heart even wider.
Good or bad,
Beautiful or ugly,
All of it was necessary for the design of who you are today.
In your left hand,
A gift appears,
A token,
A symbol,
A memento.
Whatever it is,
Offer it to her with deep gratitude.
It needs no logic,
It's simply from your heart.
And in return,
She offers you a gift.
Receive it now,
Feeling its meaning,
Its love.
Draw this gift into your heart,
Cradling the memories,
Melting into oneness,
Into light.
And from this wide open heart,
Let gratitude rise like a quiet dawn.
Gratitude for the one who first held you,
Who carried you in her body,
In her dreams,
In her imperfect,
Beautiful love.
Through tenderness and challenge,
She shaped your soul.
The root,
The quiet strength,
The first teacher of compassion.
Feel how her nurturing lives on in you,
A continuation of her light.
The hands that now hold,
The heart that now forgives,
The presence that nurtures others.
Let gratitude circle gently from her to you,
From you to those you love,
And back again.
From you to those you love,
An endless loop.
Thank you,
Mother.
Thank you for every thread of love woven into all.
Thank you for life,
For growth,
For the invitation to love and forgive more deeply.
Thank you for showing me the way of the heart.
And in this fullness,
This awareness,
We carry this gratitude as daily grace.
May we move through life with a heart that remembers,
Receives and gives,
Knowing that we are held in the eternal embrace of a mother's love,
And that we hold others in the same,
With the same gift.
All of it in perfect,
Divine order.
Begin to deepen your breath now,
As you gently return to the body.
Bring some soft movements into your fingers and toes.
And when you're ready,
Open your eyes,
Knowing that you rest here in this unbroken circle of love forever.
And so it is.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
