Mother’s Day can be a profound time for many black women in America, where the complexities of generational Mama trauma intertwine, passing from mother to child, daughter to daughter.
For me, Mother’s Day has carried a weight in recent years. Despite my mother being alive and well, the thick layers of unresolved trauma between us make even a simple "Happy Mother’s Day" feel like opening a can of worms best left unopened.
Taking ownership of my healing journey has been transformative. I've realized that while I'm not responsible for the trauma I've endured, I am responsible for how it shapes me and the life I choose to live. This realization has been both liberating and challenging, as I've had to confront layers of resentment, anger, and inherited patterns.
Reflecting on my mother's journey, I see a woman who, like many of her time, navigated life's challenges without the resources and support we have today. Therapy was stigmatized, and self-care was often equated with weakness. Yet, she found solace in her faith, in the pages of her Bible, and in the music that uplifted her spirit.
Delving deeper into my family's past, I questioned why previous generations endured such hardships, why they perpetuated cycles of trauma. Then, a realization dawned on me: in eras marked by racial strife and limited rights, resources for healing were scarce. The struggles my ancestors faced were immense, and their choices were often shaped by survival instincts rather than self-awareness.
This understanding brought me to tears. I realized that, placed in their shoes, I might not have done any better. They did the best they could with what they had, striving to protect themselves and their children in a hostile world.
In this moment of clarity, I sought a community that could support me on my journey of healing and self-discovery. I recalled the strength and resilience of the women who raised me, who, despite their flaws, taught me to seek answers within myself and trust my instincts.
In homage to the legacy of my ancestors, I embrace their journey, their wisdom, and their trials as sacred gifts. Their struggles paved the way for my own growth, instilling within me the resolve to break free from the shackles of generational trauma and forge a new path of healing and empowerment.
I am my ancestors' wildest dreams, their unfulfilled hopes, and their unwavering resilience. In this journey of healing and understanding, I hold space for their spirits, knowing that their legacy lives on through me. I do this for them and my babies Alaina and Brielle.
Afterall, my SisStar we are not solitary travelers. Your journey and mine are intertwined, as we unknowingly hold space for each other, enabling us to delve within and unlock the profound magic that resides in our souls. Reflect upon your path, my friend. You are a wondrous being, navigating, loving, and evolving. Honor yourself, for you have come so far on this transformative quest!
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Blessings, Love and Light to you and your journey. May this meet the ears that need to hear and the heart that needs to heal.
~ Anasha, The Alchemy Coach
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