Earth Momma Blues

I tell people I'm an Earth Momma. I've never birthed anyone from my body. I've never incubated life. No one's daily breath and nourishment have truly relied solely on me and my good sense like these heroes we call mothers. But that doesn't mean that I'm not connected. Often, even today, women get lightly brushed off by some if we haven't birthed. I think - now at nearly 43 - that I am contentedly "over" that weird feeling when someone does it. And I do answer the odd question people pose about what it means that I think I'm an Earth Momma. It means this: It means that I take responsibility. I may have known your child or this child in front of me - whom no one truly owns - for mere seconds to years to decades, but I will take responsibility. That's for safety and love and support. It's whatever the child needs. It means that some weeks, I'm crushed to tears to know what my nieces, nephews and former students are enduring. And many of my students are in their 20s now!!!

Here's the thing: I want to take away their pain. I want to part the wrongdoings of the world for them like the Red Sea so that they may walk dry-footed. I can't have this. I can't do this thing. And I suffer for it. I suffer for the desire to. But that's what makes me happy. I want to want a best life for our youth. I want these kids, these people, these heroes to be well. Maybe everyone wants that. But that is why I call myself an Earth Momma.

Fear = OK

What I have learned is, what I have thought is, what I have lived is that: Fear is OK. And any time I try to diminish it, revamp it, reconstruct it, put lipstick on it or squash it, Fear mobilizes and holds steady and strong. Fear will not be altered or changed or lessened because he or she (doesn't matter) is fine with who they are. Fear. Has. Teeth. But Fear will surprise you by teaching you the art of biting as it is biting you. It will show you how to use your own strong teeth if you dare to sit down for a martini with Fear. My point is, I've used Fear to cope. Showing it mirrors. Gently flipping it on its head. Comically placing a rubber chicken or two at its feet. Because I don't believe in punching Fear in the nose like some people do. I invite it to breakfast...sometimes brunch even (which means you know that I have befriended my Fear because brunch is only for friends). So, My Dear Fear, Thank you. Thank you for what you have given me. You may feel free to take as many breaks from my life as is possible. I will not miss you when you are away. That said, when you come knocking, I'll answer the door with lightness in my feet and a ready embrace for you - just like last time.

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Contemplating my path

God says to Jeremiah, “Before you were even born, I designed you. I shaped you.” This isn’t something you have to look for outside yourself. The path isn’t someplace else that you have to get to. This is what you were designed for. It’s where your beauty is, it’s where your happiness is. Happiness is not piling up the trophies of this culture. Happiness is not being so strong militarily that we cower every other country in the world. That’s not happiness and it’s not peace. But you are called to happiness, and you are called to peace. And if you say like Jeremiah did, “I can’t do that, I’m just an ordinary person”, then hear what God said to Jeremiah, and Isaiah, and to Moses—“Before you were born, I shaped you for this. I have anointed you to take this message out to the whole world.” Not just to Israel, not just to America. You are a citizen of the whole world. And I call you to live in that universality. And finally, “I’ve touched your lips, so that you can sing the song of your heart.” Know that the whole world is waiting for you to sing.

LESSONS IN LIVING

Finding Your Path

A St. Andrew’s Sermon
Delivered by Dr. Jim Rigby
October 11, 2009

Scripture Reading: I Corinthians 6:19-20 and Jeremiah 1:4-10 (The Inclusive Bible)

This passage speaks to me. The sermon opens with more encouragement to find a meaningful life that may look different from what culture models. I am looking for that relief. I am so proud of the people that my husband and I are and still I pursue the goals that are expected of me from those around me. If I can balance the two better, I'd like to. I'd like to be aware of what society expects without holding myself and my husband to it's demands on us in an outward showing. Things can always be better. It can always be better. But we are truly truly blessed. And if I don't enjoy that now and completely, it will slip by so quickly.

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Between Two Worlds: My Life and Captivity in Iran by Roxana Saberi

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


This is an amazing story. I'm scared to continue to listen to it even though I know that the author is safe in the end.

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