Mi Madre es Tu Madre

When I was in grade school, my Mother gave up her
lunch hour to supervise the playground.
It was primarily so that I would stop coming home with
bloody knees and tears in my eyes.
Seeing her child in a place of hurt, she threw up her claws and did
what she needed to do to protect her young. As any adolescent would be, I was fearful and anxious over this but
something beautiful occurred: everyone, all of my peers ended up calling her "Mom." It wasn't because she showed those claws, but because she was kind to everyone. So thanks for being an awesome role model MOM.

A decade ago I was sitting
in Glide Memorial Church in San Francisco,
listening to Rev. Douglass Fitch share a lesson on how it takes an entire community to raise a child.
It took me to a place of understanding; of how my parents had to juggle to make ends meet, to make the business of our family work and of my Grandmother, Marie Moyer who did her best to see my sister, cousins & I grow while all of our Mom's did what they needed to do to support us. My grandmother didn't have a lot of material possessions or money. Her husband died early on, leaving her to raise five small children solo while most of her family resided in Canada. To this day is one of my SheRo's.

Fast forward to now.  The lesson Rev. Fitch shared still
rings true as I have permanently graduated
from maiden to mother.
And those closest to me know that
I have not only witnessed but fully
experienced community beyond immediate family
that have rallied behind my
daughter Sophia and I, in seeing that we are safe, supported
and loved in all of our trials and our joy.

I am, Sophia and I, are grateful.

So today as a Mom, I'd like to give it up to all the Mothers and Grandmothers I look up to and respect. I hold sacred space for you, my loving, colorful, creative community. And to beyond those who have been the physical, divine vessels of life, I truly, deeply applaud YOU who live in loving encouragement of our young and each other.

Let us move forward, continuing to treat each other with grand respect,
with gentle kindness and loving care so that we an all come together
collectively spoken or unspoken as one love radiating peace,
peace
and more
peace.

Blessed Be.
XOXO
Rev. Mick G



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