Healing the Mother Wound

Some words to hold you today 💛

You can grab my book, “Healing the Mother Wound: With Mother Earth” at BookBaby Bookshop, or Amazon. *you can read about why buying from BookBaby supports me as a writer at the end of this newsletter*

My offering for you today is to remember that Healing the Mother Wound isn’t about reconciling with your mother that is earthside with you in this lifetime— this can be a belief that oftentimes hinders our healing of this wound, especially if we are estranged from our mothers or if our mothers are no longer earthside.

It is about reconciling with the mother within and creating the safety we always deserved.  It’s about reclaiming the mother archetype within you and being the mother you always deserved to the child that still lives within you.

It’s being the mother to the fragmented parts of our soul that we may have left somewhere along the way. Healing the Mother Wound is about coming into a deeper relationship with the Mother beneath our bones; Mother Earth who holds us up every day. It’s about learning the reciprocal loving nature of our relationship with her. We heal with Her.

We are the bridge between The Mothers. We are the creation of the two: the Primordial (Cosmic) Mother and Mother Earth. As I channeled Mother Earth, which you will find in the italicized writings throughout my book, there was an overwhelming sensation of being held. There was no fixing or judging in Her words; they were ancient truths landing in my heart. 

I have been a writer since I was a little girl. The pen and paper would listen when it seemed like no one else would. I hope that if you feel called to journey with this book, you see yourself through the pages. That you come away with a deeper inner-standing of who you are, and even more so who you are not, who you never have been, but have been illusioned to believe. That you see the wholeness of you with compassion. That the veil is lifted and you remember and come to know who you truly are.

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To all the mothers that came before me, I am listening to your stories. I hear your cries. I’ve held them for you, here in this body of mine. 

“I am not enough.”

“I am all alone.”

“My body is broken.”

“I am not a good mother.”

“I don’t know how to do it right.”

Shame, guilt, fear, pain, anger, resentment, isolation, and unworthiness.

I met what was there, hidden under all these layers but really taking center stage. With compassion and love I release the stories, washing them with the sacred waters of Mother Earth, to be used as compost for Her to replenish and create more fertile soil for the new stories to be written and planted. I deeply honor each experience carried by the ones who came before me. Your wisdom and truth protected you, kept you safe, kept you alive.

And it is time. 

I am calling in a new energetic signature. I am writing a new way. It is time to release the pain once held in the genetic fabric of our being. 

To all the mothers that will come after me, 

I will continue to do the work. Moving through the blocks, and opening up my heart wider each time it contracts. I will fully embrace all the parts of myself, knowing that each emotion and feeling is a part of my experience, without shame or guilt but with divine reverence. I will continue to anchor into unconditional love and compassion for all. Even when disgust comes, I will find more love to bring in. For unconditional love is what will heal us all.

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Forgiveness PT. 6 (page 133)

It’s easy to feel disempowered and defeated when you have devoted so much time and energy to your healing and self-care, all for one moment with your mom in the kitchen, coffee brewing, while she tells you she picked out your favorite creamer and all of a sudden you feel like you owe her something.

Your whole body tenses up and you want to scream because it doesn’t feel like kindness, it feels like an obligation to feed her compliments.

The shame and guilt comes in to tell you

“See, you didn’t heal good enough”

“You have to heal more”

“You’ll never get there”

Our minds like to keep us thinking that everything is linear. That doing “the work” one day equals “healed” another.

And when it doesn’t look like that, well, we spiral out.

I was certain I “did all the things” that I would need to do to mend this relationship.

I cried it—journaled it—past life regressed it—chakra balanced it—tapped it—reiki-ed it—prayed it—burned it—danced it—shamanic journeyed it—buried it—freed it. 

I thought healing my trauma should look a certain way and it would provide a specific kind of outcome. But healing is not linear. It is a journey with no destination. It’s in these moments that I get to meet whatever part of me arises with unconditional love and curiosity. 

And what I notice is that the more I allow myself to feel whatever I am feeling, without pushing it away or making it wrong, the more it settles the quieter it gets the less it pulls me down into the abyss.

I feel it, and then it moves.

Sitting in the kitchen looking at the creamer allowing the rage to fill me. Looking at my mother, who is only a mirror for my rage. I take a moment to be with myself. I step into the bathroom, close my eyes, visualize my inner child in the garden in my heart space, I allow myself to see and hold this part of me that feels rageful. She has a lot to be angry about. I do not fault or judge my inner child for that. I take responsibility for my feelings rather than project them onto my mother.

And it’s in this moment, I know that I am healing.

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*If you are able to buy Healing the Mother Wound: With Mother Earth from BookBaby Bookshop, I receive 50% of the book sales, compared to Amazon, where I receive $1.

As a writer, these types of contribution to my work matter and support me in continuing to make these healing spaces accessible to all— which is my mission.

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ILYSM 🤟🏾

Alyssa