At this point in my life, I am weathered and humbled. We have come through enough to see each other as mutually distinct fellow Warrioresses of our lineage. It is now clear that we have been given this chance, in these bodies, to tap critical clues and answers to the gateway, The Holy Grail, of healing our family.
You inspire and mirror in me the will to dig deep and uncover the wisdom of dark, raw emotion. To now know, without a doubt, that we have been living with, and playing out, the particular pain body of Jean from 100 years ago, liberates me. To actually feel and release our shared unmetabolized trauma, to think about and feel the sorrow she could not access makes it possible for these feelings to finally move through us! Hallelujah! Her grief lived in our cells to be transformed into light in this lifetime together.
You truly are a great mother, woman, grandmother, alchemist, and friend. I love you. It is an honor to be your daughter. Happy Mother's Day. I wrote this song as a tribute to you and all moms everywhere.