I love this picture. The first woman I ever loved meeting the most recent lady love in my life, Great-grandma and Baby Sage. My mom drove herself down the snowy canyon just for this moment with a fresh new babe. She's getting a new knee tomorrow and knew it would be a long while 'til she'd be down here again.
I love you, Mom. You're brave and strong and stubborn and funny and supportive of every crazy thing I do. You loved me good and taught me how to pay it forward. As I watch my girls with their babies, I am aware of the source of these powerful love ripples. We are truly from the Tribe of Roots and Wings. We are grounded. We can soar. We listen. We sing out. We can lead. We can follow. And oh, how hard we do love.
I was thinking about my love legacy as the New Year came in. My vision of 2013 is crisp and clear. It's my year to BE in my own nest. No far off trips, no big projects. I want to sup with my women and grow stronger my wings. I want to lead gently and follow humbly, right here in my own village. I want to hold still. Receive, reflect and quietly serve. I won't be treading water, just living more slowly. Gather. Fill. Stand ready. I will keep loving. With all of my heart, I will keep loving. The world needs love and I have twice as much as most.
I am here for you, Mom, as you have always, always, unfaltering, been here for me. I am here for you, Baby Sage, breathing peace into your soul. Grow happy. **
7 comments:
So much beauty, in those tiny.little.words. Happy 2013.
I am thankful everyday for you. For teaching me, even in my hardest moments, to grow happy (from whatever it is I am growing from).
Steen, I saw you love so hard. You amaze me. You brought that Sage bud in. Soon . . .
thanks for writing this. for reminding me that i am part of, that i come from, a very cool tribe...
this makes me really happy. not just that you're blogging. but that you're holding still.
don't get me wrong - one of my favorite parts of you is your wanderlust and sense of adventure...
but we radiate from you. and i have a feeling that catching a bit of your little light will be a easier if we can reach you. just for a minute...
love, linny
I just finished reading The Red Tent again tonight. I am grateful that there are Tribes of strong women still out there, still loving and radiating a stillness, a togetherness that seems to have been lost. I call myself blessed to be connected to you.
Hurrah! For Mothers!
I'm so happy for you and your family. What a blessing.
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