sundays
my whole life really all about freedom + holiness trying to find both in the little moments of everyday life the kind of freedom + holiness where every cell every fiber of your being tells you you belong + we're all one people yup freedom + holiness like that in and of your soul sunday mornings the time of my mama we'd listen to blue moon cafe on the radio driving in the country hills the adirondack mts anywhere that would take us to water creeks, lakes, rivers where we found our freedom we were both early morning risers as grownups she'd sip coffee me tea we'd catch up with the old + the new of our lives sunday mornings always holy to me a gift of another 7 days of life freedom in new beginnings growing up catholic sundays always had holy intention but we'd only go to church sometimes so was sunday still holy if we didn't make it to church back then we didn't talk about holiness found in trees + creeks in conversations with your mama before the rest of the world awakes but now i know sundays are for holiness + freedom found everywhere most importantly in your own heart when life circled me back around to my relationship with God divinity found in the sacred heart of Mother sunday mornings i'd go hear my teacher a sweet monk from India speak i'd eat Indian food he made with love like a mother cooks for her children in the lineage that brought Yoga to the west i found true freedom + holiness connecting us all now sunday mornings i write my sunday message to you because i know holiness + freedom live in this little window of time this morning i was driving with my son & our 6 year old little friend who loves to sing this song came on sunday morning brunch i've always loved the words tears flowed like the creeks of my childhood sweet + pure see my mama she's been trying to reach me sending telegrams of the heart for a long while like showing up in a dream of one my best friends since i was three because a ways back i closed my mama's heavenly door it hurt too much who has time to mourn when there's a world to change plus i was mad at her still for trying to make me the parent when i was a kid for not protecting me as a kid i know it's silly to still be mad at my dead mama time for me to grow up but trauma hurts deep in my heart i always know my mama's always with me from the spirit world to fix what was broken to heal the past in ways she couldn't when she was alive so i open the door to her again the light shines in of holiness + freedom in the sun of forgiveness her message for me my sunday messages of freedom + holiness to make life ok worth living even when it's hard to find peace + empowerment in the moments of everyday life to remind you you're here for a reason freedom is yours holiness is your birthright to uplift + inspire you as you begin your week so you feel blessed to be alive to always remember you are the blessing
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Mama Megan
Hi friends, I write from the heart to tell my life story, and the story of those in my neighborhood called life. Research shows that our children's emotional & mental health is contingent upon us parents being able to tell our life story, or "coherent narrative." This is my coherent narrative, my life story in the making, with some of what I love in life too. My goal is to share my life in a way that is real, uplifting & positive- sometimes serious, sometimes fun. In my practice, I inspire parents to empowerment through reclaiming our life stories and learning respectful discipline. My work is my offering to our children- our future. Wishing you all a happy family! Archives
May 2021
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