Oh hello, hello dear blog friends - I've missed you! Have you missed me? I am coming up for a long, deep breath of fresh spring/summer air after an intense 4-plus week of design time. I have an overwhelming desire to connect with you and to create (ya know, the tactile kind of creating, after my art side of creating is completed). Merci, mon amie, Heather Bullard for the delicious photo.
There is so much excitement I want want to share with you about work stuff and my new web site, but in case your visit today is brief, the most topical (and somewhat personal) will be shared.
Mother's Day!
Whilst most sites we visit right now are singing praises to our mother's, as is typical of me, I am going to put a Terri-twist on the comemmorated day and speak to each and every Motherless Child.
May I see a raise of hands? I know you are out there - please assure me I am not alone, because I am (a motherless daughter), more or less, myself.
Mother's love (sigh) is the great mystery: moving, unforgettable, tender, balanced with grace and truth, disciplined in nature, loving, honest, open, caring, warm, welcoming - forever (among other things). . . at least I imagine it to be. This (my imaginings) is what fortifies me to mother my children. I have had to learn to mother myself over the years in the absence of one who was incapable of fulfilling her role. I married, divorced, bore my children, married again, have lost friends, experienced fire, flood, lived through deep sorrow, discovered my gifts, talents & abilities, and so much more all without her. I learned to define who I am as a woman (this is, of course, an ongoing process), to be my own reflection, to seek my validation, my okay-ness and all that I am and all that I do, and hope to be deep from within. How, and where do you, as a motherless daughter, validate & define yourself? Are you willing to share? My heart is listening. As little girls we look to our mom to be a mirror of sorts, to reflect back to us our inner beauty, to validate our presence, to sing our praises, to speak up for us, and to teach us to speak up for ourselves, and to protect us. We need our mother to teach us we are worthy, that we matter, simply because we are. If inside your heart resides a little girl, who is, for whatever reason, a motherless daughter, first, know you are not alone. There is a fragrant Second, know & understand that we have a heavenly Father (who just so happend to create Mother in His likeness) who understands us, loves us, values us and knows our each and every need. He is always here to protect us, to talk with us, to listen, and always, always, to comfort and provide for us. He knows just how precious we are. Have you reconciled your precious-ness within your heart & soul? In what way do you mother yourself? Together, as motherless daughters, let's look into the mirror on the wall and ask the age old question, "who's the most precious of all?" and resoundingly shout out "Moi!" For each who is blessed to enjoy the presence of a mother, embrace her, thank her, and celebrate her. and this piece is available for purchase here. As motherless daughters, let's celebrate ourselves, our remarkable accomplishments in becoming the women we are, and the children (if we are so blessed) who call us Mom. Now, take those wings and Fly, Girl! Fly - bouquet of beautiful women who share your company, in various stages of bloom.
I created a little something, and do you know I occasionally hide messages in some of my art - can you find 2 hidden messages in this piece? (hint: they're in plain site, look closely, seek & you will find). Let me know in your comments what you think the 2 messages are.
May miracles sprinkle & shine on your garden today!
Terri
Diane from Diane Knott's Musings sent me this link. As I wrote today on my gardening blog about being a motherless daughter. Thanks for the bouquet tribute for us all.
Brenda Kula
http://viewfromthepines.com
http://cozylittlehouse.blogspot.com
Posted by: Brenda Kula | May 09, 2009 at 12:17 PM
Thank you Terri for this post..this can be a difficult time of year for many women and you have made a difference for me this week. :) Nan
Posted by: Nan Neely | May 04, 2009 at 08:46 PM
I am a motherless daughter and a daughterless mother-my mother was abusive and so I emancipated myself at 14 and let my older brother and his wife finish raising me until I was 18. Now my husband and I are unable to have children, so I mother any child that I come into contact with, including foster children and the children I work with as a preschool teacher.
Posted by: christina witkowski | May 04, 2009 at 07:42 PM
Beautiful new products AND site, Terri! The roses above are absolutely exquisite ... if you tell me you grew them, I'm moving in with you, LOL!
Posted by: Sharon Harnist | May 04, 2009 at 04:07 PM
I think your work is beautiful.
Posted by: And Something More- Inspiration | May 04, 2009 at 02:51 PM