Tag: families

To my son’s partner

I lost that precious connection with each son, and there’s plenty of proof of the many fingers in that ” pie “.

Reclamation and Redemption are currently present . Release close at hand .

TO MY SON’S FUTURE PARTNER

It is hard, so hard, to imagine a day where I will not be the moon, the sun and the sky to my little man.

When he is sad, he calls for me.

When he is scared, it’s me he wants.

When he feels excited, I am the one he rushes to tell first.

I am the keeper of his secrets, the finder of anything which is lost and the solver of any known problem in his little world.

I am his everything and he is mine.

One day, you will have the pleasure of being his everything.

One day it will be you that he comes to, and that is, of course, the way it should be.

But I wonder if you will ever think of me sometimes, perhaps let me be the first to share some good news with you – or allow me the honour of pulling you both out of some trouble life may throw at you.

I will be waiting, ready and willing.

I will not meddle or fuss or pull you in opposite directions I promise you that, and should you be blessed with children of your own, there will be no one, no one on this earth who will love them more than I.

The bond between a mother and a son is divine, this much is true, but I wish for him the very same bond with you.

And I pray the circle of love goes on and on and on, much further than me.

After all, that is what I brought him up to do.

Love.

Donna Ashworth

From ‘to the women’

Art by Lore Pemberton #lorepembertonart

#mumtoboys #boymum #mum #parenting

Hold the mother

Hold the mother, not the baby.⁣⁣

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Because the baby’s being taken care of—⁣⁣

fed, snuggled, and given all the love in the world—⁣⁣

by not only the mother,⁣⁣

but her partner, grandparents, siblings, cousins, and friends.⁣⁣

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But the mother,⁣⁣

may have gaps in her mind from lack of sleep,⁣⁣

may be mechanical in her motions as she’s healing,⁣⁣

may feel more like a mess than a mother,⁣⁣

may be sitting in bed, crying, feeling overwhelmed in her body and life,⁣⁣

may be full of mom guilt because in her mind, “she’s not good enough,”⁣⁣

and she’s bleeding, wincing in pain, swollen and emotional.⁣⁣

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And the mother’s that baby’s whole world and needs to be seen, so she doesn’t disappear into that postpartum fog.⁣⁣

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So, hold the mother, not the baby.⁣⁣

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A mother agrees that her baby matters more.⁣⁣

But she’s hurting, while she’s the person behind the baby,⁣⁣

in the background, making it all happen:⁣⁣

feeding her baby at all hours,⁣⁣

snuggling her baby close to comfort newborn cries,⁣⁣

and being that baby’s everything.⁣⁣

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So, it’s the mother who needs your love.⁣⁣

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And a mother will remember who held her up.⁣⁣

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So instead of “I’m coming to see the baby,”⁣⁣

try saying, “I’m coming to see you 𝘢𝘯𝘥 meet the baby, too.”⁣⁣

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Because the mother needs to be held more.⁣⁣

✍️: Living FULL

📸: Unknown Artist

Judges, Councilors DO NOT put your child first

Judges and counsellors do not have the power to turn a narcissistic parental alienator into a decent human being who agrees it’s in the child’s best interests to have both loving parents in their life. Court orders cannot make an immature, vengeful, alienating parent put their child’s needs first, encouraging and supporting a relationship with their other parent (and all their family). This is presuming the courts and counsellors even manage to detect the alienating behaviours and act upon them to safeguard the child from further deterioration in their relationship with the loving, caring available but maligned ‘target’ parent. Often they don’t do this and stick with the status quo because of the ‘voice of the child’ (indoctrinated/alienated). Admittedly, they’ve got to work with a lot of conflicting, incomplete information, manipulation and false allegations. But they must know that narcissistic, alienating parents – the ones who have their child entirely on their side, aligned and turned against the other parent – are unlikely to co-parent, collaborate or follow court orders. Court orders rely on a parent who is capable of emotionally and psychologically abusing their child with coercive control, lies, and alienating behaviours, to suddenly do what’s right for their child, and somehow, miraculously, correct their disordered pathology and pattern of behaviours. These court orders are hopeless if they’re not legally enforced as well, and at no extra time and expense. There has to be a change in custody, a fine, or some consequence to prevent the alienating parent from wasting any more of anyone’s precious time and money, and more importantly, from prolonging, exacerbating – even condoning and sanctioning – the alienation from the ‘target’ parent.

#charliemccready #9StepProgram #parentalalienation #parentalalienationawareness #narcissisticchildabuse #childabuse #coparentingwithanarcissist #coparenting #narcissisticabuseawareness #narcissisticabuserecovery #narcissism #narcissist #highconflictdivorce #highconflictcoparenting #divorce

Sherrie Campbell PhD :Toxic Family

Tuesday Teachings

Too often we allow our toxic family members to make us feel cruel when they are forced to face the consequences of their own transgressions. Whenever you confront them they immediately fall into the histrionics of the “hurt person” role. Why? They loathe being called out. When you call them out, they accuse you of being “cruel” to them.

It is never cruel to let any person, especially a family member, know when they are grossly mistreating you. In healthy relationships this type of respect and openness is encouraged.

Instead of openness and ownership, our toxic family members guilt us for telling the truth. Do not fall for this. Never feel guilty for respecting someone enough to tell them the truth. If they think the truth is a cruel thing to bring up, that’s their problem. Not yours. Stand your solid ground.

Losses : Reverb of Retaliatory Landlord Eviction

Bags of cloths , I’m ready to release . There was no energy nor time to do so at eviction time .

July 28th 2020.

Almost 1 week ago , Austin and I met an earth angel , who has stored what I kept ❤ for free; and what we could load in my 98 4Runner made it to my temporary place .

Sadly I lost lots of expensive naturals, foods etc .

It’s a challenge in this time of transition to be relocating .

Legally unable to discuss what is currently, my reality , suffice it to say , shadow keeps nipping at my toes , but spirit says ” I got your back ” .

I have not been able to post as much as I want .

Internet was shut down December 14th . Certainly a challenge to work from a cell phone ,lol.

Combined with my daily duties and my need for restoration of my health are priorities.

My beloved tribe is being created , and it’s delicious to be able to participate reciprocaly.

Authenic, is so much easier and so I feel a peace as closure on many generational and ancestral clearings has been confirmed .

As the formation and creation of my next phase evolves, the trials and tribulations have had significant impact and my reactions have been realistic .

With Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder , I did not have a melt down. Knowing shadow as I do , my awareness , I was somewhat prepared for the break down that leads to the breakthrough , and fortunately I know better that to allow negative influences ,degrade my personal energy . I am not shocked by the persistent lack of change and growth in others , even loved ones , as I understand the fall out of resisting surrender to a power higher than one’s self .

Ego is a passenger, never the driver; yet every day we see EGO in actions that do much harm.

I’m in a good place , even though things are so unsure, prices of building materials is dropping , the buying frenzy is slowing down.

I have faith , that my earth home awaits, and my garden will grow ,and my peace will be enriched .

Peace ✌☮🕊& Blessings

Dona Luna

Stories of Old Ones

May the stories of the old ones, the ancient ones, the land and the trees, the plants and the earth be whispered to you.

May you warm your toes by the hearth side as the land starts to speak in the cold and old icy voice of winter, the voice that appears when we pass the mid winter mark; the voice that talks in stories of growth, of becoming, of new slates and brand new mossy gateways.

May you be comforted by the fire that can be lit inside your body, by the light you hold inside, the light of love, forgiveness and passion.

Rest well dear one, warm your bones and listen in the silence, in the cold, for the rustling of truth telling that comes from the earth and the air, the rustling of the newness that springs from the compost of the old.

~ Brigit Anna McNeill
http://www.brigitannamcneill.org

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🌀Nicole
Sacred Wild Woman Medicine

Artist~ Josephine Klerks
SoulArt Klerks
http://www.josephineklerks.com