Big Black Bird

Not to long ago right in front of the house an oppossum was hit. These big black birds were feasting like it was the last supper. Oh I remember how grossed out I was to see this bird eating the smooshed decaying flesh from the road.
Just last week I was driving to work and glanced out to the right and there was this lone black bird. Almost majestic. Huge! I have never seen a bird that large. I can guess this species to be crows, but I won't flatter myself to think I am right without researching. My first thought was how intriguing he looked. So large with his shining black coat. My mind then wondered to the reason of why he was there to begin with. Waiting for roadkill. How lazy to sit and wait for someone or something else to kill his food and to sort through the aftermath.
It is on that day I wondered if I couldn't just give up meat all together. How lazy am I? I go to the butcher shop and I don't even sort through to find the good parts. How I wish I didn't love bacon.
~wink~

Mother, breath........

Recently, I've caught myself up in myself. I feel like I'm speaking in tongues even as I write this. I can not concentrate on the things I am doing and that have to be done at my job. A lot because I know it is ending, but I'm not taking the time to realize I'm letting it go.
I let it go a long time ago. I longed to be at home and taking care of my family. Halfway doing the caregiving on nights and weekends. Ultimately, becoming the caregiver and not the Mother. The blessing I was given by God. The blessing to be a Mother. Wow, when did I forget that was what I am? Mother is such a broad range of beings that it reminds me of Abraham Hicks being not just one but many.
Mothers are healers, teachers, comforters, and ultimately Love.
I read once in "Conversations with God" by Donald Walsh (even though I may not be quote with exactness) that there are two true emotions. Love and Fear. I feel as though as a Mother I may fear most definately for my child ultimately being a Mother is Love. How else can I describe this but Love, Love, Love. It rolls off of your tongue nicely as you mouth it and eventually allow your throat vocalize the word.
And now I remember to take a breath and not worry the Fears I've had in recent past as I am a Mother and I must teach, practice and heal through Love.
Starting with myself.
~Exhale~

Love,
Steph