a better story for the daughters

Gathering an awareness of someone’s heart intentions feels to me like a constant and undulating dance. There are generally so many layers to dig through, perspectives to circle, and roots of the story, both deep and shallow, to uncover. But it feels like an essential piece – this task of learning a person – because without this, how easily persuaded and turned around we can be in this world of endless information, selling, buying, emotionally charged words, fear, and… confusion. 

So I’d like to pause. Breathe in this moment. And lay it out plainly why I’m here and what this is all about. 

You know that old saying about raising kids, “I thought I was here to teach them, but all the while they were the ones teaching me.” Well, it’s true. Nothing has completely unwound me, straightened me out, and then curled me back around again into true spiral form like raising these kiddos that continually bring me closer to my truth every day. Spiral – because linear is.. Unrealistic. A strange and wildly unnatural goal for us cyclical women. But that’s a conversation for a future date. Kinda. 

This unwinding of myself has been a key piece to rewriting the script for my daughter. This world that I was formed in taught girls to be a certain way that hushed their feminine, discouraged their rhythms where powerful creation is found, left us feeling really confused about body literacy, how to actually care for our bodies versus silence them, and then know what to do when we’re not well / who to talk to / how to respond.

All to say, I love the boys and the men so much. But awakening to this truth that we are not designed to try to keep up with them or be “tough” like them, and that we need NOT apologize for our innate feminine parts of ourselves has completely shifted the set for me. And in turn, has become a major part of my mission for creating the stage for my daughter. 

Initiating a girl well from her daughter-hood, to her maidenhood, and eventually into her motherhood, that she may be well affirmed in who she is, how valuable she is, and how important she is to her family and her community is the difference. Raising her to know and honor her emotions and her special gifts, as well as setting the phases of her cycle and the needs of each phase into her mind for easy knowing sets her up for a lifetime of responsibility over her wellness. A girl in this way isn’t so easily confused or pushed around by the bullshit lies the modern world so diligently tries to spoon feed us. 

Teaching her to rest when she bleeds – monthly and after she gives birth. 

To rise when when she’s nourishing a follicle, to soar when she’s full like the moon, 

Prepare when the month starts to wane, and settle gently back into her rest time when it arrives. 

To eat with her inner seasons. 

Say yes when its yes, and no when its no. 

Unapologetically and with a smile. 

This is my wish for my daughters. My daughter’s daughters. My sisters and their daughters.

I wish so fully that all mothers would have been handed this wisdom, as it was designed to be.

But now we are remembering, and we’re implementing and integrating all that we can as it comes to us so that these up and comers will be given a totally fresh set of cards to play with and to do with what they choose. I envision that  with this way of living, knowing ourselves, regaining respect for the land that we live on… The systems of sickness will eventually crumble. Or spiral and lead us deeper into the healing that we’re called here to do. 

All to say, this is my mission – to learn and practice these ways of honoring our feminine in order to set the example and clear the path for our daughters to do even more than we can do when it’s their turn. And for you, sweet sister, that as I remember, as you remember, we all remember.