Although it is a bit late to be making a Mother's Day post, I have had a song not far from my thoughts for several months, now. I find myself even dreaming it, but could not remember where it came from until I searched for it this morning. It is called "A Mother's Prayer", sung by Celine Dion in Quest for Camelot. It captures perfectly how I have been feeling, and the more I think about it, the more I see how it beautifully illustrates the divinity of Motherhood.
"I pray You'll be my eyes,
and watch her where she goes.
And help her to be wise,
help me to let go.
Every mother's prayer
every child knows:
lead her to a place,
guide her with Your grace
to a place where she'll be safe.
I pray she finds Your light,
and holds it in her heart.
As darkness falls each night,
remind her where You are.
Every mother's prayer
every child knows.
Need to find a place,
guide her with Your grace,
give her faith so she'll be safe.
Lead her to a place,
guide her with Your grace
to a place where she'll be safe."
I feel that when a woman touches this love, she touches the divinity and priestesshood within herself, the power equal to and complimenting the Priesthood in men. Bearing children helps the natural woman access this power, but it is possible to reach without actually carrying a child. (And it is possible to carry a child and never feel it.) In this, a woman forges a partnership with the Divine: unconditional love fused with the wisdom that understands true love is found in agency—in choice and accountability.
And, in letting go.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
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Dear SR, I have been thinking about you a lot lately. This song is heart-rending. It reminded me of how I feel when I read this epitaph poem by Edna St-Vincent Millay.
ReplyDeletePrayer to Persephone
Be to her, Persephone,
All the things I might not be:
Take her head upon your knee.
She that was so proud and wild,
Flippant, arrogant and free,
She that had no need of me,
Is a little lonely child
Lost in Hell,—Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee:
Say to her, "My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here.
The love of a mother is indeed a huge and a marvelous and a fearful thing.
Love and blessings to you.