Mindfully Mothering

The other night, as I lay in bed flopping with frustration with my body for being in so much pain, I heard a little whisper in my belly: “Treat me like your dearest friend”.

What’s that?

My body resonated with a voice from deep in my womb asking for at least as much love and compassion as I would offer to my dearest friend.

If my dearest friend called out to me and shared with me her pain, would I grumble and wish she would go away? Would I stuff pills down her throat before I even found out what was wrong? Would I call her weak, complain how she was letting me down, ignore her or talk about her to others?

Nope. I would listen compassionately. I would hold space for her healing through visioning her wellness, asking for angelic intervention, and holding her hand. I would know that she needs even more love, more tenderness, more acceptance.

Can I do that now for my own body?

I believe that I am only a visitor here. My spirit has landed in this meat suit for a little while to experience joy, aliveness, and connection. Sometimes being alive means feeling pain. For me, understanding my experience, being awake to it and aware of the PURPOSE keeps me sane

Thich Nhat Hanh says:

Understanding the nature of your suffering, you begin to see the path leading to emancipation. When you have the path, you have the energy and the courage to practice and to help other people. And in that case, suffering is helpful. But if you don’t understand suffering, if you are drowning in the ocean of suffering, suffering is not a very noble truth. You can’t be proud of your suffering because it does not help you. It does not help anyone. You must look deeply into your suffering and understand it. When you understand your suffering, you see the path of emancipation.