Guidance From a Dream

We’ve got to start weaving.

At one point we went together to get her

And the next we’re where?

Far away from Unity. You, I and me? We have to unify ourselves first, before we can expect others to do the same.

We have to pick ourselves up and do the thing. Push past that ceiling of limitation

*Psst.. It doesn’t even exist* and create, weave. We’ve got to. We are the future we’ve been waiting for. Should I say it again? WEAVE! So we’ve it all.

It's Virgo season, so naturally I am going to think of my dearest mother more often these days. All the times she challenged my opposing Piscean nature, getting me to organize, write, plan, make lists (what???) and stay on top of things. I gave her the hardest years of her life, I’m sure, while she taught me the priceless lesson of getting a good deal at the store. She has always lived by her own set of rules. Some I never took a liking to of course, but they worked for her. She is strong, happy, comfortable and doing good in the world. If you don’t know anything about astrology, this is actually quite comically the opposite of my nature. I am a free spirited wild child. Ready to expand and explore the world with the biggest of dreams, and the softest of hearts. Though I always felt the intense need to challenge her and her rules, she protected me greatly. “No because it is not on sale” and “I don’t need it” were my favorite to oppose with my dreamy fantastical nature of “We can have it all!” And now her lessons come up any time I need a dose of that magical motherly energy. It really does fix everything.

I’m reminded of a couple years ago when I was having a conversation that led me to pondering what my life would have been like had nothing held my mother back. I imagine with her growing up in the 60’s and 70’s she experienced a completely different world than mine. Knowing how shy we both can be and how often I’ve let myself be held back by many different forces, how difficult it must have been to recognize, and then break through limitations in that time.

Still, I pondered the possibility of her future had she been given constant support and encouragement. That night I had a very vivid dream. I would tell her about it only to have a very key message delivered to me by a sweet little bird.

I often have dreams in my childhood home. Not surprisingly, I mean, I lived there 18 out of 25 years of my life, it’s memorable and safe. Home is where Mom is right?

So…In the dream, I walk through the house towards their back porch. The season is late spring, and the porch is thriving. I’ve never seen it like this. There was an expansion and more windows, new floors and several large raised bed planters. My beautiful mother is guiding me so enthusiastically to show me her extensive indoor garden, complete with butterflies and hummingbirds. I’m gushing -of course- and with haste she brings me to the backyard. It was exactly as I remembered, aside from the deep, muddy tire tracks coming from our back neighbor’s yard. Suddenly water started to flood the yard and a glass ceiling below the ground shattered.

Then I woke up.

Telling my mom about this really illuminated how important my life really is. How important each and every one of our lives are.

Here’s a cool tidbit: New research claims that the egg chooses the sperm with the best genes for conception. Now I am no scientist but if this research is true, then not only does that mean you won the race, but you were chosen by your mother. You. You are that important that out of even some of the fastest and strongest, you were chosen to take part on this earth because you are nothing short of the best.

I digress. But your importance is really, really important.

This conversation with my mom showed me how impactful I am as a being. I can break the glass ceiling. And if I can break through it, you can too. Whether my mother and our maternal lineage knows it or not they birthed me for a reason. They birthed each other for a specific purpose. All of us daughters, mothers and sisters rely on each other to continue to break the glass ceilings. Break through limitations and become what we are called to grow into. We are not alone and I know this.

Remember this in the future, when I call you all sweet seeds. To me, we are the ingredient and spark needed to bring more sweetness, and depth to our lives and each other’s lives. We hear the same things every day.. But what if we could break through those generational, societal programs too?

Breaking ceilings doesn’t have to exist metaphorically in the office space alone. I encourage you to take time meditating, writing, pondering, or whatever it is you like to do about the areas in your life where that glass ceiling is very much real, and equally unnecessary.

While I’m telling my mom about this conversation and dream, she tells me of a conversation she had recently with her childhood friend.

Her friend had seen two fairies around my mother protecting her and watching over her. To me, this could be energetic and also appear as butterflies and hummingbirds in nature, all equally powerful symbols. I felt at that moment, that was me. The connection on a spiritual level to my mother became deepened.

I am that energy. It is not exclusive to me, but I do exist in that way.

Hummingbirds, butterflies, fairies… flighted and fantastical creatures. Some “real” some a “tale”, all equally impactful. What do they have in common, and what do they have to do with breaking through ceilings of limitations?

Pondering this reality, led me to realize that I must take the honor every adult woman has. To take my gift of life, and make it what it really can be for me. That is my role as my mother’s daughter and as the “dreamer” of the bunch.

I am here to do what she didn’t. To do what she couldn’t, so I can raise daughters to carry this evolution throughout our lineage.

Through our work now we heal it all. Past, present, future.

Let it grow in wholesome goodness.

By the way, please read this as my own interpretation of my personal experience. Regardless of the words I choose to use, I am not attempting to impose any belief system

Well… except that I truly hope you believe in yourself.

As children of this Earth we are wealthy. We are nourished everyday through our breath, and our self-love.

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