“A blessing ignored becomes a curse.” -Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist


With all the chaos in my life lately, I’ve been putting a lot of thought into what I’m supposed to be. Until recently, I’d been thinking about this in a strictly occupational sense. What kind of job should I be doing? What should my major be? How can I contribute to society *and* put food on the table?

Then, last week, I was talking to a good friend about a Pagan festival we’re both going to next Summer. Mention was made of a Crone camp. (For those of you who aren’t familiar, the Triple Goddess consists of the Maiden, the Mother, and the Crone. They each stand for a different phase in a woman’s life cycle) Technically, a woman enters the Crone phase after age 50 and when she can no longer bear children. I jokingly suggested to my friend that, even though I’m not quite 50, I *might* be considered to be a Crone by some since I can’t have kids any longer.

Apparently the Universe doesn’t have a great sense of humor. I started finding kittens…tiny kittens that had been abandoned by their mother. I now have 3 new babies to care for.

This great cosmic “gift” got me thinking. I am a caretaker. I am a nurturer. I am a Mother. I mother everyone. I mother my kids (duh). I mother my family members.  I mother my friends. I mother my pets. I even mother my clients.

How did I not see this before?

All my life I’ve been the one that friends came to when they needed advice or comfort. People open up to me. Even people that I barely know tend to tell me very personal details of their lives…whether I like it or not. My friend Cory told me once that I’m approachable. Maybe that’s what it is. Maybe it’s the fact that others can sense that I am someone who cares and will take care of them if that’s what they need. I will also totally fuck you up if you mess with my family…chosen or biological.

The DailyOM ( says that the Mother, “personifies fertility, strength, and stability. She is the gentle nurturer as well as the fierce lioness.”

Venus of Willendorf. Badass prehistoric mama.

That about covers it.

I am a Mother.

~ by midlifecrisisfun on November 10, 2011.

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