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motherhood
is designed to be a story of sovereign, rooted, nourishment
and yet...
we have all met the martyr mother
the woman clung to the cliff, serving
her children at the cost to herself
she may feel
alone
betrayed
incapable
abandoned
dysregulated
resentful
bitter
tired
meant for her
but it is not the story
through practice, ritual, energetic integrity,
and rooted sovereignty, she can reclaim her
rightful place as a grounded, vibrant, abundant
mother who gives freely not from fear, but from love
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