The Secret & The Sacred
“Reclaiming the sacred in our lives naturally brings us close once more to the wellsprings of poetry.”
― Robert Bly
I feel like I’ve been a bit out of my mind lately. There are things that have my little world off tilt. Many things. Or maybe all the things?
I heard another mom a couple months ago describe how if something disrupts the peace in her home, and instead brings stress and chaos, she eliminates it so that the finely-tuned and oiled machine continues to run as smoothly and effortlessly as it can. She was referring to kids’ birthday parties and extracurriculars, but her words have been bouncing around in the back of my mind as I try to reclaim the equilibrium in my own world. I think I’ve been engaging in internal warfare trying to determine the best route to get back to that, before things became so complicated with diagnoses and providers, and the gauntlet of chaos that it all brings.
Not to mention that on a personal level, motherhood by its very nature has guided me on a path further and further from my own sense of place, in favor of love and duty to the tiny ones in my house.
I need to get better and finding a way to meld those two parts of me, and reclaim my own sacred. Mother and biophilic.