I wrote this in 2013. I remember acutely how strange it was having more time to myself. If that’s you right now, I have a process for utilizing your time, energy towards your divine purpose while cultivate your self care all at the same time. Go here.
Dear Goddess, It’s me, Jessamina.
I am completely shocked that I scrambled out of the Pre-K classroom with a lump in my throat.
Tears?..no. you know I didn’t!
(ok, almost)
But as you know, I fumbled when I kissed my little one and made a lipstick mark on his cheek…
His wide-eyed look astonished me too.
I’m going.
Home.
By. My…Self.
This is the first time I don’t have a baby to cuddle.
I spaced the children 3.5 years apart, I always looked forward to some “alone time with the baby” when each of my guys started school….
I never expected to feel so empty today.
Please help me Goddess…
Why do I resist the very thing I’ve longed to have for 12 years?
Just a bit of PEACE.
Quiet solitude..to be alone with my thoughts, for just a bit?
I’m the woman who stategically carved out time for togetherness with other goddess-women.
Mapped out ways to honor you, embody you, while handling the needs of my house of boys and husband. Always seemingly half-focused on preparing the next meal for them or cleaning it up.
..Who peed on the floor?
..Was that a glass breaking?
Yes I can tie that for you, wash it for you, help you with that, reach it for you.
I now have 2 hours without that.
I feel an aching-emptiness that surprises me.
Fill it with your grace, Dear Goddess.
Speak to me, Use me as you will..
I have more space in my head and longing in my heart than I know what to do with.
Blessed Be
I wrote this in 2013. I remember acutely how strange it was having more time to myself. If that’s you right now, I have a process for utilizing your time, energy towards your divine purpose while cultivate your self care all at the same time. Go here.