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Mothers are glorious creatures. 

There is beauty in giving life, & mothers are blessed with the beauty marks of fulfilling their divinely feminine purpose. 

Are women able to accomplish many other things & do them abundantly well- yes absolutely! Women are able to do all things & the one thing no one else can. That is what is exceptional about mothers. 

I cannot fathom anything more glorious, more extraordinary, more magical than a mother.

I don’t see a mother’s body as flawed. I see her vessel as complete. She has completed her evolution into womanhood. 

I reject the insane notion that women need to “fix” their post birth bodies to erase the signs of motherhood. Why would anyone want to do that? Why erase the proof of fulfilling your unique purpose & pretend it never happened? 

Name another creature that can bring forth human life without a woman. This purpose is a sacred honor given to the female along with magical strength, endurance, & fortitude to see the process of creation through to fruition. 

Women should wear the signs of motherhood proudly. You were chosen, called upon for a higher purpose & you fulfilled the divinely feminine calling that only you can realize. You nourished life itself! You were given a seed too small to be seen by the naked eye & you gave back a fully formed human life. Let that resonate for a moment. 

For over a year you shared your entire being to benefit another. You stretched yourself, you sacrificed your comfort & grew someone entirely new. From your body you fed, protected, loved & nurtured. You are the vessel chosen by the divine & you deserve to be celebrated everyday. 

A society that shames women for being mothers, & brainwashes women into thinking they should hide their masterpiece once complete, erase the canvas once painted & restore it back to a state of nothingness has departed from sanity. 

Women, I speak directly to your spirit. Do not fall victim to the perversion of a world in which the underdeveloped girl in her youth, pre-motherhood, not yet fully blossomed into womanhood, is exalted above you. 

Do we celebrate the tulip when it is just a bulb in the frozen ground of winter, only a promise & a thought- a vessel with hidden potential not yet realized; or do we celebrate the tulip once flowered in the height of spring? The tulip’s blossom is nature’s sign that it is ready to continue the life cycle.

Gaze upon the tulip’s enchanting beauty once her blossom opens to reveal her fertile nature- not even the honeybee can pass by without pausing to explore her soft petals & enjoy her fragrant perfume. 

Celebrating youth above wisdom, & potential over the fulfillment of purpose is unnatural & lacking in wisdom & reason. 

Woman, mother, grandmother, you are the epitome of perfection. Change nothing. Love yourself. Love the proof that you have loved & in doing so accomplished what no other creature is able to do. Your love created life. Wear this honor like the crown it is meant to be & allow your beauty to be revered. I celebrate you Queen every single day of the week.

-GianMarie 2023

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Art by Bennie Roosevelt

Have you ever been held

Quietly

Enough to reunite with peace

Closely

Enough to feel the other’s heartbeat

Gradually

Sync with yours

Drifting to a higher state of being

Entranced

Until your rhythm is one

I just wanna be held

By you

In an embrace that is warm

Neither of us wanting nor needing anything

Beyond the comfort found

Feeling lost in your arms

Kept safe from harm

Surrounded by energy that gives

So much more than it takes

Energized by the exchange

Let’s move slowly

Gradually building trust

There’s no rush

Divine synergy takes time

To unite on all levels

Mentally

Spiritually

Metaphysically

I feel you

The depth within you beckons

To me to explore

To climb your mountain

Inhale your fragrance deeply

As I take in your essence

Overwhelmed by its fullness

Naturally intoxicating

You sense my defenses yield

I surrender

With an invitation for you

To enter my innermost chamber

We explore tantric intimacy

Humbled

Unified

Intertwined

The higher we climb

The deeper we venture

Together we ascend

To the pinnacle of ecstasy

Only there we discover

Our journey is just beginning.

©GianMarie 2022

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