“I love motherhood, but sometimes, I feel like the price of admission has been the very ribbing that used to make my life the wide, expansive, wind-catching thing that it was.”
*cue the tears*. As a creative & intuitive who loves the freedom & insight of following the wide open in much the same way you describe here, motherhood has felt like such a guttural sacrifice in ways I did not expect. The guilt of feeling this creeps in, but yes, as you say, this would be the same as feeling guilty for wanting to breathe.
I needed to hear this metaphor. I’m still in the dark of it now, but that expansiveness which lights me up, it will inevitably return 🌀🌗🙏🏽
Oof, the "guttural sacrifice" of motherhood. Now I'm the one in tears. Thank you for putting this into words Jordann. It's so big and so hard and so real. And I am right there with you. It helps so much to reach out in the dimness and feel a kindred mama there next to you.
"Having a young child is a kind of eclipse. One that, like all eclipses, is temporary. And yet, when you’re in the dim middle, it feels as if life will be turned upside down forever." This really resonated for me.
What a truly beautiful thing that you were able to gift this to yourself… and then gift us with your profound insights and beautiful knowings. Eternally grateful to you and your healing words 🤍
Utterly beautiful and really resonate with Motherhood as an Eclipse in its own right. I feel like the light is starting to return a little now my second is almost 16 months and I am remembering once more the things that make me feel alive. I really do miss the carefree travel I did before, it’s the thing I ache for a lot. So glad you got to do this for yourself Asia. Xxx
😭❤️ I have no clue how you do it but it feels
as if every word im reading comes from a piece of my own soul. Exquisite.
So grateful to be mirrors here for each other in this eclipse season of parenthood. Love to you Klara.
“I love motherhood, but sometimes, I feel like the price of admission has been the very ribbing that used to make my life the wide, expansive, wind-catching thing that it was.”
*cue the tears*. As a creative & intuitive who loves the freedom & insight of following the wide open in much the same way you describe here, motherhood has felt like such a guttural sacrifice in ways I did not expect. The guilt of feeling this creeps in, but yes, as you say, this would be the same as feeling guilty for wanting to breathe.
I needed to hear this metaphor. I’m still in the dark of it now, but that expansiveness which lights me up, it will inevitably return 🌀🌗🙏🏽
Oof, the "guttural sacrifice" of motherhood. Now I'm the one in tears. Thank you for putting this into words Jordann. It's so big and so hard and so real. And I am right there with you. It helps so much to reach out in the dimness and feel a kindred mama there next to you.
I felt so incredibly seen by these words too. Sometimes I experience immense guilt for feeling this way.
With you Kerry 💗
"Having a young child is a kind of eclipse. One that, like all eclipses, is temporary. And yet, when you’re in the dim middle, it feels as if life will be turned upside down forever." This really resonated for me.
WoW. I feel so seen. I feel less alone. I see meaning to the darkness where before I only saw dark. Thank you ❤️
Thank you for being here Ash. I'm grateful to be in this eclipse second of parenthood alongside you.
Very lovely!
What a truly beautiful thing that you were able to gift this to yourself… and then gift us with your profound insights and beautiful knowings. Eternally grateful to you and your healing words 🤍
💗💗💗
Utterly beautiful and really resonate with Motherhood as an Eclipse in its own right. I feel like the light is starting to return a little now my second is almost 16 months and I am remembering once more the things that make me feel alive. I really do miss the carefree travel I did before, it’s the thing I ache for a lot. So glad you got to do this for yourself Asia. Xxx
What an apt metaphor of children as an eclipse. They truly cast an altogether different light, beautiful and strange, in those early years.
Yes, that different, strange, beautiful light is so very real!!!! Thank you for this Ginny
This essay ❤️ such a gift. I know it will stay with me for a long time. Thank you so much for sharing.
I feel seen. Thank you for your beautiful, touching, poignant words.
Thank you so much for this, it resonates so deeply with my own experience of parenthood!
Thank you for your gift of words to share the truth of life. We are moms, but we are also us!
So so so beautiful, Asia. Poignant and poetic as always. Also, what book is that with the big Taurus bull!? Stunning xo
It's Four Hundred Centuries of Cave Art by A.H. Breuil!