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The Return of the Great Cosmic Mother

My tile refers to the aces sign of the Goddess , the 1st “ God “ children know, trust and love . Her power has been restored, and it’s epic , and points to peace and harmony on earth.

If it upsets you , that women are being cleansed and beginning anew and that resurgence of power, is a very good for the men she stands beside , and their children .

Lessons learned , Thank You 🙏🏼, but we walk beside you , not behind you and not in front of you..

Ending this war , this separation, the imbalance of masculine and feminine, and the trauma we have experienced and again abused medically , legally and spiritually.

This for me was conformation, that indeed all wrongs are righted , and I must release any one who does not have an awareness, and shares my desire to live a simply abundant and peace filled life , where I know enough . A hand on my back, no swords , who knows the truth and the light. Seeing me as I am, and not fearing the plan of Divinity that brought us to this place of rewards for escaping Ground Hog Day .

Just as the Great Mother is Cosmic , so is love ❤️

Own the joy of having leaped , and we are powerful 🏆👁️🎁✌️🙏🏼

Confirmation of my sensory perception, feels Super. 100% trust

in Divine , all there is , and will ever be , Love & Light

Dona Luna

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Mother Baby Love Exchange

“During pregnancy, some baby cells migrate into the mother’s bloodstream and then return to the child. It’s called “mother-fetal microchimerism”.
For 41 weeks, the cells mix and circulate back and forth, and, after the baby is born, many of these cells remain in the mother’s body, leaving a permanent imprint in the tissues, bones, brain and skin of the baby to mother, and they often remain there for decades.
Every other child a mother has will leave a similar imprint on her body.
Even if a pregnancy doesn’t end, or if you have an abortion, these cells still migrate into the bloodstream.
Research has shown that if a mother’s heart is injured, fetal cells will rush to the injury site, and transform into different types of cells that specialize in repairing the heart.

The child helps the mother repair, while the mother builds the child.

This is often the reason why some diseases fade away during pregnancy.

It’s amazing how the mother’s body protects the baby at all costs, and the baby protects and rebuilds the mother in return, so they can safely develop and survive.

Let’s think about pregnancy cravings for a moment. What did the mother need, that the child make her wish?

The studies also showed the presence of fetal cells in her mother’s brain 18 years after birth.
How wonderful is this? “

From an article by Nargis Kizalbash

Art by Enric Hugue

In Morocco, the plight of divorced mothers

Following separation, guardianship automatically reverts to the father, whereas the mother (who, in most cases, takes care of the children) has no rights over them. Faced with this injustice, there are calls for a new reform of the Moroccan family code.
— Read on www.lemonde.fr/en/le-monde-africa/article/2023/07/31/in-morocco-the-plight-of-the-divorced-mothers_6073380_124.html

Narcissist & Their Mother Wound

Grown

𝘎𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.⁣

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It just means older.⁣

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Because our children will always be our babies.⁣

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They just will.⁣

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We’ll always look at them and see the little squishy baby who would just want to be cradled in our arms for hours sleeping,⁣

or that vulnerable little toddler gazing up at us with wide eyes and chubby cheeks.⁣

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Grown doesn’t mean anything to a mother.⁣

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It doesn’t mean she won’t do everything possible to make their lives easier or to make them smile,⁣

whether it’s making her college-aged child’s favorite chocolate cookies,⁣

or going to the store and buying groceries for her child with small children so she doesn’t have to take everyone out.⁣

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𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥,⁣

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𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘦,⁣

If they are 5, 12, 32, or 60,⁣

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𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵⁣

how much taller they are than us,⁣

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𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦,⁣

if they live in our house, neighborhood, or across the world,⁣

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𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦⁣

0 to 6,⁣

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𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯.⁣

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And we’ll always want to know every detail of their day,⁣

and to hear they’re home safe from dinner, a trip, or back from the store.⁣

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And we’ll only continue to love them more with each passing year,⁣

𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰.

✍️: @livingfullaftered

📸: Unknown Artist

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

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Bonds of Mother Son

When the bonds between, Mother and Son are destroyed by varied entitled sources ,mothers blow back is nothing short of spiritual and reclamation.

Our sons are not interested , and since all has been surrendered on my part , I leave them to their own journey , and wakefulness .

The unhealed Mother wound in man

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I am your mother

From the moment you were born,

I’ve made mistakes.

Despite my best intentions,

I mess up 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛.

No matter how much I love you,

I will never get it all right.

𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏.

From the moment you were born,

you have seen me frazzled.

You have seen me overwhelmed 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡.

You have seen me frustrated when I should have been more patient.

You have seen me speak when I should have listened.

You have seen me uncertain and second guess my choices.

𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏.

From the moment you were born,

𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔.

I will always try to do right by you.

I will always get back up, no matter how many times I may fall down.

I will always apologize to you when I’ve done something wrong.

I will always put one foot in front of the other, no matter my uncertainty.

I will never get it all right,

𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔.

𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.

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Artwork by: Art to Remember

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Mother Love

I’ll be your voice

When you cannot speak

I’ll be your eyes

When you cannot see

I’ll be your heart

When you cannot feel

I’ll be your strength

When you feel you can’t go on

I’ll be your guide

When you’ve lost your way

I’ll be your hope

When you’ve lost faith in the world

I’ll be your confidence

When you’ve lost trust in yourself

I’ll be your biggest supporter

When your heart has been broken

I’ll be your inspiration

When you’ve lost motivation

I’ll be your compass

When you’ve lost direction

And I’ll be your mirror

When you cannot see your beauty

But as you grow, I won’t always be there

To support you and offer help

So I will teach you to do and be

All of the above for yourself

But in the meantime, I’ll do all I can and more

To help you flourish and thrive

And teach you to grow wings

So that you may one day fly.

– A love letter to my future children

Words by Tahlia Hunter

Artwork by Katie m. Berggren

There were those who found fault , silently , critically and in alignment with the judgement that children did not need their Mom after age 7 .

Our youngest was 6 when psychiatry intervened and I was never the same .

It only got worse , until it ended our family .

My intentions were to be there for our sons and educate them in ways their Dad was not as to self love , forgiveness , compassion and wholeness ✔️