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I write for you Mothers and Daughters

13 I write unto you, fathers, because ye have known him that is from the beginning. I write unto you, young men, because ye have overcome the wicked one. I write unto you, little children, because ye have known the Father.

14 I have written unto you, fathers, because ye have known him that is from the beginning. I have written unto you, young men, because ye are strong, and the word of God abideth in you, and ye have overcome the wicked one.

15 Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him.

- 1 John 2:13-15

In Honor of Mary Francis Williams and Elzada Manis

Who has written to the mothers?

Who has written to the daughters?

I shall now endeavor to do so.

I write to you mothers for you have known pain and the true joy of loving creation.

Even in desperation, your loving wisdom has seen you through.

There is strength in you unlike none known save the mighty Mother Earth, and you embody strength because you are strong.

All of creation trembles at your touch because you are Love incarnate, the sacred daughter of the One Lord and His earthly creation.

We need your voice like never before – some meekly murmuring where you have been beaten down and shrunken in size and stature by life and time’s cruel abuses.

Open your nostrils and breathe in the air that was meant for you, and close your mouths to hate, complaining and criticizing.

We have learned to be thus by hurt people and have had our spirits crushed underfoot of the careless.

We have allowed ourselves to be patronized, pampered, and pandered too, but in reality all of mankind fears us, for alone he can bring his seed to naught.

We are the nurturing womb and bosom, not bent to salacious ends, steadfast and impeccably beautiful, though we care not for our outward selves when the sake of our progeny requires it.

Now is the time to gather up our skirts and learn from the past that a woman is none to be trifled with.

Mothers, we have allowed our wisdom to be pushed aside, to be bullied into silence by pride, carrying with us to the grave our lessons that should have been duly imparted to attentive ears around the hearth.

We look around, and none is found, for they seek the fame and fortune outside until the time beckons them inward.

By then, we are so embittered, beaten down, that we can scarcely utter a sound.

And yet that sound is real.

It is the only real sound to be uttered, because it is the voice of loving experience, of sacrifice – the voice of the Mother.

I write to you daughters. Listen – revere.

Each moment of youth is a precious gift and in innocence spend it wisely.

Give not of yourself in body, mind nor desire to anything outside your self and your soul development.

This requires the discipline of self esteem and security in oneself to make the needed things happen in your life that you want to see happen.

What are these things?

Take stock.

The development of character comes by practicing virtues.

Speaking not idly in gossip nor criticism.

Wasting not time in self pity nor loathing nor in gloom, nor in the high self opinion that rises in the shrinking of others.

Daughters, you show the greatest light when you shine yours on others, but shirk not from the light others cast upon you.

Bask in it as you would love sent from heaven, for it is the reflection of this self same love of God to humanity that we share among our fellowman.

Know yourself to be worthy and always seek to behave modestly and with humility as is befitting a wise and respectful woman and daughter, casting positive light on her family and ancestors.

Wise council is rare, and thieves always come smiling.

Beware of wolves in disguise.

For the jailor is always friendly to the prisoner until she tries to leave.

Then the hatred of true intention shows through.

Many wish to possess you daughter in many ways for many reasons.

You have but one mother, the one that gave birth to your mother and her mother before her, the Mother Earth.

In so much as your mother matches Mother Earth in principle is how much she meets the paradigm of that sacred role.

We all fall short of the ideal in some way or another, and it is often in the recognition of those mistakes in self and others, and the forgiveness of those trespasses that leads us to life’s most valuable lessons.

And most of all – listen.

Learn from the wisdom of others and with open heart, use your head to navigate the world.

You are not the first to experience life and love and feelings, and as you cultivate patience of womanhood, you will become a source of strength for others.

Know thy value, know thy skill, know thy place in service, and know that no matter what you are called, that you are not that.

You give yourself a name by your actions and deeds that lives long beyond the name you are given.

Know this and be the best version of you you can be, but be not someone else, nor seek to live in another’s shadow.

For each living thing casts its own light and needs not dwell in the darkness.


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