A Letter to the System:

I am a mama without a village

I raise, cook, wash, tend, clean, taxi drive, hold space, tend emotions, I work, make money, to pay rent, food, school, car, and more. I set boundaries, fold washing, sweep floors, plant trees, organize schooling, breakfast time, lunch time, dinner time, bed time, time to work crammed in school times, time for groceries, while I bring my gifts and talents into the world despite my fears, I am present, I heal, I rest, time to rest? I give hugs for children’s feelings, kisses on scratched knees, I guard safety with clear no´s, healthy organic food all around, bike rides, movie times, bedtime stories, morning routines, teeth brushing dramas, playdates, birthday parties, Christmas presents, Saturday morning pancakes …

If I was super woman
I would cook bulk food each Sunday
But fortunately, on Sundays
I strike.

It takes a village
But my village is running
For the same errands

My daily job is weaving
A safety net
In tribal colors

And it´s exactly that job
That
I
don’t
have
time
or
energy
for

I always thought I was somehow escaping the system
But boy have you got me in a corner
With my back against the wall now

I am guilty of being woman
I am guilty of being a mother

A hungry system sapping my woman powers
While selling my woman value
On any old worn out street
Where I bargain for a little bit more time
To work

Meanwhile I am expected to
Look good
Work good
Be good
I am expected to be
Forever full moon

But actually
My back says
I need a massage

My sacrum says
I need more support

I am all the mamas without their villages

And still...
I rise

I will wear my invisible village
Like a blanket
Throughout time

I will hug the new moon
Listen to my bleeding body
And follow her guidance
Home

I may fail in your expectations
And you may fail to acknowledge
The gross imbalance

But still I rise

❤
by Anna Begas
You can find more of Anna's work and her personal business here:

https://www.facebook.com/BodyMindSoulandPlants/

Weer on the road, en ik luister nog eens naar deze.

Rond 2u, net daarvoor ook een relevant stukje voor deze tijd. Over ‘like attracts like’ en hoe we elkaar vonden in de corona tijd. En rond 2u20 over vrije wil. Ik hou van dit boek!

Fijne vakantie voor wie weg is 🤍

Op de valreep nog even deze, een rake ook om verder te delen via je social media wellicht:

Words by Esther Landa, I feel the same.

“I never share on politics and the whole machine that is behind it any more. Because I think everyone is capable of doing their own research… IF they want to know the truth that is not in the papers or on tv. Still I think it’s about time we start to understand and acknowledge the things that are really going on. So for the people saying chemtrails are a conspiracy theory….”

15 jaar geleden heb ik dit lijstje uitgeprint en een tijdje in mijn portemonnee gestopt.

Ik houd er sindsdien dagelijks rekening mee.

Zie: https://www.ahealthylife.nl/volledige-lijst-van-de-dirty-dozen-en-clean-fifteen/

Ah! Zie.. Dit bericht bevestigt mijn vermoeden, variant op de vlag op zijn kop in NL:

‘In Frankrijk staan al enkele dagen duizenden plaatsnaamborden aan de grens van gemeenten ondersteboven. Het is een symbolische actie van de Nationale Federatie van Boerenbonden (FNSEA) en Jonge Boeren (Young Farmers) om het landbouwbeleid aan de kaak te stellen dat “op zijn kop staat”.’

Bericht van nov 2023

This has just made my day even better . . . . ♡

Beautiful message ❤️

En een praktische boodschap mbt het nu ervaren. Je luistert naar Lee Harris

Ik vond deze zo treffend, too good not to share:

"Current 'Landed' Incoming Energies"
By Amanda Lorence

Most of you reading this will be aware of the two X-class flares, emitted by the Sun, yesterday on 05 August 2024.

LEARNING DREAM RECEIVED OF the 06 AUGUST 2024: I was shown a flood of water. As symbolism in my Learning Dreams, a water flood on the land ALWAYS equates to a VERY strong landing of incoming energies. Meaning a solar ‘FLOODING’ upon Mother Earth.

I was shown various human beings and their individual responses. How they were affected or unaffected by this current Solar FLOOD we are with:

1] One person had to slow right down. Take things physically far more slowly in a careful and considered way. As their effective way of coping with the current Solar Flood.

2] Another person affected STILL wanted to ‘do.’ Wanted to carry on with their physical jobs. Yet this would be of detriment to their own body to work against the Solar Flood.

3] A very young relative of person number 2 (above) was in tears and stressing, pleading with me to speak to person number 2, and tell them to not be DOING. The young child KNEW that ‘doing’ wasn’t beneficial until the Flood had subsided. I knew not to interfere with the person’s choice so instead explained to everyone that there is LESS ABILITY to do physical jobs when there is a Flood. As it’s hard to focus clearly, and see what is in front of you or to the sides of us.

4] As I was also in the dream, I knew to not be OUTWARDLY active, in action or interactive speech until the Flood had subsided. Which I knew would take a few more days.

5] And a fifth lady just wanted to party! Asking me which nightclubs were still open. She was not aware the Energetic Flood had occurred and could not see it.

May this sharing support you now and in the ‘future.’ Incoming energies affect everyone uniquely. Key is to make what you feel is the Highest Choice for YOU, when ANY now and ‘future’ INCOMING ENERGIES land. To not be pushed into activity by any ‘other’ if you know you need to rest or be quiet. BUT, to easily allow all others their own choices, which may not be your way but is theirs. We are all so unique and that is to be celebrated.

With Love always,
Amanda Lorence
06 August 2024

‘Surely you can find some time, in between the endless to-dos of your to-do list, to throw a tantrum and come dancing with me instead? Your honour and commitment, discipline and focus, are certainly to be rewarded - with some uninhibited nonsense hopefully. Come, put aside that seriousness for a moment or more, and allow the wild child in you to take your body and soul for a spin. Together, let’s go and paint the town the colour of love.”’

~ Alana Fairchild