Motherhood

So hush the voice that says you're wrong /
You're in the place where you belong /
For in your care, your child will thrive /
You’re more than enough, and you will survive
So hush the voice that says you're wrong /
You're in the place where you belong /
For in your care, your child will thrive /
You’re more than enough, and you will survive
For though the past may hold its claim /
The soul can rise beyond the flame /
In time, the chains may start to fall /
And love and strength can conquer all
For though the past may hold its claim, /
The soul can rise beyond the flame. /
In time, the chains may start to fall, /
And love and strength can conquer all.
his book has to remain unwritten, unread, unnoticed, /
Because his name could not be on the cover. /
Author Unknown ~ /
The name of the book? /
Is it not clear? /
Can’t you see? /
It’s all about love & all things queer /
And not being seen for fear /
Of Shame.
Navigating shame can be a challenge as we unravel the many layers of it buried within us, but it can be done. Like all of our emotions, it carries a signal and message and points us towards the places within that may be lacking our compassion, acceptance and empathy. It calls us into deeper wholeness, inviting us to meet the parts of ourselves that need us most.
Additional resources as you navigate the topics in the Unravelling Shame series - one-to-one & group support, book, podcast & other online recommendations
For we have the power /
To feel it all /
For those who just couldn’t /
Buried deep in the soil /
The hunger, the hurt /
An gorta mór /
The famine is over /
Let’s feast for them all
In fields where ancient whispers flow /
Where wild Atlantic winds do blow /
There lies a tale of hidden pain /
Of women bound by unseen chain
It had been years! Years spent dreaming of meeting a white knight who would somehow magically appear and gallantly swoop in and save me. The revelation that unveiled on my healing journey was that the “saving” was never going to come from someone else.
I grew tall /
too quickly /
Almost as quick as my inferiority /
No amount of sloping and flat shoes /
Could hide /
my head above the parapet