There Could Be Love
Sweet New Day, Galactic Creators!
HERE WE GROW!!!
We are celebrating the beautiful ending of another magical season in the Garden. The Summer 2021 Garden has been soooooo soul-affirming, generative, and heart-awakening. I am so honored that you share in this sacred experiment with me, in whichever ways you do. I feel your love and presence in all ways. THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!
I’ve been gathering my thoughts and reflections about the Summer Garden in multiple ways. There are new audio love notes, fertility sermons, and videos to explore. Each one gave me a chance to unpack another layer of our majesties as a congregation, and also my growth as Mother Mother. I am celebrating the evolutions of the Garden, our sistership, the Creators Portal, our Soils Lab adventures, our deep communions in Creators Channel and Fertile Majesties, our holy saltwater shares, our Come As You Are liberated way of being, and so much more.
There are many things that didn’t unfold as “planned” (I didn’t really have a plan), but everything is still so lovely as it is. This season really brought me into deep reverence with the understanding that I have arrived into the optimal frequency to sustain the vastness of the dream that is the Fertility Abundance Garden. In a new fertility talk, How To Live Inside A Dream So Big, I explore how following my Yes to move more slowly, and nurturing our discoveries in the Summer Garden, led me into this sweet knowing.
In nearly 17 months of existence, I have experimented, and practiced, and stumbled, and had migraines, and healed, and redirected, and reshaped, and reframed, and redesigned, and altered and amended—and now I am here. I am inside the most fluid pace of possibility for me as Mother Mother, and with all the other life labors to tend to, and it feels good. Thank you for witnessing me and holding the space for me along the way. My pace of possibility is slow and magical, unburdened by a need to look, perform, or produce in a certain way. I am so grateful to have arrived to my true frequency of creation.
From here everything expands even more. It’s as if in the slowing down there was a stripping down, a releasing of artificially inherited ways of being that were not only unsustainable, they weren’t authentic to my creation codes. It has taken all these years of listening, witnessing, experimenting, sharing, processing, and reflecting to identify what is real for me as a creator. The birthing of Garden gave me the space to make my initial articulation to the world, to an intimate, loving world. This, I realize, is an essential stage of the expansion arc—being able to say/present/speak/announce the new knowings of yourself, in your own language, and in your own time. The Garden is a safe space where these emerging utterances can be shared, heard and witnessed with love. The Garden is where even the tiniest progression in one’s self-discovery journey is cherished and celebrated for its abundant power to nourish us all.
Watch our newest installation of sharing from Mother Mother, a TV show set in the kitchen of Mother Mother land!
In the first episode of Mother In The Kitchen: Freedom For Breakfast & Dinner, I have a hilarious, injera-bliss fest (if you’re already hungry, watching this will make your hungrier!) thinking out loud about all the Summer Garden has stirred up, and what I’ve learned since settling into a rhythm of creation as Mother Mother. I try my best to eat my food in peace, but the munchkins keep coming. I talk about the magic of Come As You Are, and the freedom every creator has to make the Garden her own. I also have a few bent-over-with-laughter moments revealing a secret about “being in the Garden” that I don’t think everyone has realized yet. Enjoy watching me eat this injera like it’s the best meal a mother could have, and laughing about all the wonderful growth in the Garden.
Our last two Soils Labs of the season were AMAZING, per usual! You can explore some of the brilliance we captured inside the raw scriptures in Chapter 64: My Eyes Are In My Gut from Soils Lab: Body Majesty—thank you Alexis for the language + Chapter 65: The Way Of The Story from Soils Lab: Story Spirals—thank you Araba for the language.
Speaking of Soils Lab…beginning in the Fall Garden we are resuming a weekly Soils Lab flow—back by popular demand! If Soils Lab really nourishes you as a creator, this is your opportunity to pour into the Garden in a new way! The Calendar is WIDE OPEN. The “weekly flow” is tentative, as there are some dates no one has chosen yet. In my evolution of Mother Mother labors, I am gleefully aligned with holding/attending two Soils Labs per month, and all the other labs will be sourced by the creators who want to be there! This is an exciting new stage for me as Mother Mother. This will be my first season not attending every lab/gathering in the Garden.
For creators who feel the Yes in their heart to share in the responsibilities of bringing our live gatherings to life, there are 3 ways to facilitate labs in the Garden: Soils Lab, Design Your Own Lab, or introducing, Listening Circles. In a new practice guide for the Garden, Holding The Circle: Facilitating Labs for the Fall 2021 Garden, you can explore the 3 ways to facilitate and hold the circle for the Garden. Each option has different levels of creator support (that’s support from Mother Mother land) and archiving commitments (to extend the reach of your lab/session beyond the live gathering). My intention is to be very soft with the invitation to hold the circle, and to free up the calendar so that ANYONE who wants to hold the circle in some way can find a process that works for her. You are welcome to offer from any creative practice you feel nourishes you and would be nourishing to others. What is on your heart to share? Now is your time!
Our lovely Margaux has offered her generous vision/dream/cheerleader magic to help anyone who needs support in dreaming up her lab/session. I am here if you have questions or need support navigating the possibilities. I’m sooooo excited for all the new shares that will be born with our new, creator-sourced labs practice!
There are new Story Seeds to spark more creation adventures for you. Awesome Alexis started off our Celebration Station with a beautiful and tender share, and more celebrations are welcome. Please do add a celebration to our archive and let the abundance grow! Our radiant Danielle Dominique also added a bounty of new essays and shares in the Creators Shared Diary. Check out Chapter 66: My Seventy Year Old Self and other essays by Danielle Dominique and commune with her magical words.
Yesterday I began writing a piece that is possibly going to be titled, 8 Years A Mother, inspired by Bloom making his 8th turn around the sun this weekend, and all the feelings, memories, reflections, and questions that this sacred anniversary of visible mothering and daily sacred nourishment labors brings up for me. The essay is still barely there, three paragraphs sketched out on the porch sanctuary while my children joyfully took turns splashing themselves with Bloom’s new water blaster—and made so much mud in the process!
In sitting with the words so far, I feel something bigger and more expansive illuminating itself to me: possibly a series of essays/creations/offerings that I generate over this year that explore some dimension of knowing revealed to me in these first 8 years of being a seen-mother. I am still sifting through language. The more I excavate and study about my journey as a mother, the farther back the beginning goes. When did I become a mother? This labor was initiated so long before I birthed Bloom, and yet, there are so many expansions of motherhood that were only awakened when Bloom was born.
In the midst of all this deep pondering and processing I have also been unearthing pockets of rage that, over the years, have been unmattered or unnamed or unwitnessed—or all of the above. Mean things that were said or done, violations that were left to just fester, heartaches and disappointments that were not tangible enough for others to understand. Added to all of this was the already intense succession of labors, birthings, continuously nourishing people from my body, sustaining full presence mothering within the swirl of fluctuating resources, housing, and access to support.
I celebrate my mothering evolution as being holy, and I am arriving again to the deeper implications of what it has meant that so much of it has not been appreciated, protected, or even seen. In learning how to live, how to survive as me in a world, in a family even, that does not yet know how to love its mothers, there were some parts of my journey that got hardened and calcified. And I adapted to and absorbed the harshness caused by those unsaid, unseen things. Now inside this 8th anniversary of motherhood portal, new light is shining through because there is finally space to matter everything. Because there is a Garden.
In feeling for what else becomes possible in my body once all the old rage has dissolved, it occurs to me that instead there could be love. A deep-as-the-deepest-ocean kind of love that grows, vibrates, expands, and pulses there inside all the spaces once consumed by hurt, anger, and grief. I have a new motivation to comb through my mothering labors and stories, the ones that began with Bloom, and the ones that trace back even father than I have been able to identify. We begin where we began. Every memory is also a beginning of something being healed, restored, cleared. It feels like a massive soul-decluttering project is underway. The aged angry thoughts have drained enough life-force from me. I am ready to let them go, and welcome a more loving, generative frequency into all my cells, into my whole being. Slowing down and embracing my optimal flow in the Garden, at home with munchkins and co-creator, in all my creations has brought me to this place. I am very curious and excited about how I will evolve from here.
I am happy to share that I’ve activated another portal for engagement with Mother Mother brilliance inside the Altar of Discovery. This is the space where folks who don’t want to be in the Garden, but who do want to access my sacred shares, teachings, and offerings can explore the possibilities with me and engage in square and round currency exchanges. I am gently piecing it all together, and you are welcome to witness the journey. It has taken me a long time to really feel into what my labors are, and what I feel a Yes for sharing and exchanging. The Garden has given me the room to really nurture a base for round creation, and to open myself to multiple ways of generating revenue, resources and sustenance from my labors. My fertility sustains me has reached a new space of expansion. (Please note: the Altar is separate from the Creators Portal and you will have to request access to enter.)
The Giving Well has also gone through a glorious expansion over the last few weeks! I’m SO EXCITED about the evolution of the Giving Well, our space to practice giving from our Yes and feeling well when we are giving. Thank you to all the creators who are pouring into the Giving Well and lovingly supporting the sustenance of the Garden. This new iteration of the Giving Well tells more of the story of the many layers that go into creating, facilitating, and producing the Garden. I love love love that I created a way to be specific about what I pour into the Garden, and that now there are multiple ways for creators to offer their support.
Thank you for always asking me, “WHAT DO YOU NEED?” Even though I didn’t always have the words, the questions and dialogues over this first year and few months helped me arrive to this space of clarity. In my last sermon, Opening To The Abundance In All Ways, I share in more depth about all the things I had to release so that I could really open myself to receiving the support I need for the Garden, and for my life as Mother Mother. I am very proud of myself for the courage it took to be so visible in my asks, and for the faith in my process it took to let go of the lingering shame and doubts that were keeping me from being real about what this dream needs.
I have been writing this love note all morning. People have cried, peed, fell, fought, scratched, eaten, nursed, screamed, protested, fled, begged, wailed, and whined. It’s been a typical morning at Mother Mother land!
Thank you for reading, for watching, for listening, for sharing, for witnessing, for celebrating, for being here, for being you! I am super ecstatic for everything to come. Here we grow, my loves!
Love,
Mother Mother
Have you opened your heart to receive the abundance in every way it can come to you? Listen to Opening To The Abundance In All Ways and discover Mother Mother’s journey into being fully receptive to the abundance in all its forms.