Wish seems like another child of mine; a child held in my heart for a very long time. As a mother, I often feel guilty over this longing for something more, this something born purely out of my heart and mind. For a long time, Wish was where I escaped when reality seemed too hard to accept. Like a line from Forrest Gump, “Dear God, make me a bird so I can fly far far away from here", I would fly away to Wish. Imagining the warmth of the sunlight coming through the windows, laughter from customers and the smell of hardwood floors always led me back to my essence, to me.
In mothering, I foster a dreamlike sense in my children. I want them to shine as themselves; to be exactly who they want themselves to be. In this time of uncertainty in 2020 that we are all facing, we have felt unsettled about our dreams and ways to shine. To bring us back to center and authenticity, I use rose essential oil on our hearts and lavender on the soles of our feet. "The Gift of An Ordinary Day" by Katrina Kenison is on my bedside, and magnesium is a must in order to sleep. David Romanelli- yeah Dave- 15-minute meditations about parenting and life make me laugh, cause me to pause, and inspire me to look at any number of situations differently. We've returned to basics - nature, whole food, sleep and water in every form.
Even through uncertainty, quarantined children and homeschooling, my mantra is...stay true to me and true to my children. As Eleanor Roosevelt said, “the future belongs to the beauty of those who believe in their dreams.”
In love and light always,