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Our journeys are timeless and we are so blessed to be mothers.
Today chime in with me, and in the quiet moments of dawn, when the sun’s golden rays kiss the earth, we honour the resilient souls, the Kintsugi women. These Kintsugi mothers are like pottery mended with gold, their bodies, minds, and spirits are woven together with threads of wisdom, love, and ethereal grace.
The Kintsugi woman’s body is a sacred vessel, a temple of life. It has weathered storms, danced in the moonlight, and cradled dreams. Each scar, each curve, tells a story, a celebration of resilience. On this Mother’s Day, let us celebrate the strength that resides within these vessels:
Stretch Marks: Like rivers etched on the skin, the journey of motherhood, the expansion, the birth, the nurturing.
Wrinkles: Each line holds laughter, tears, and countless memories. They map the passage of time, a roadmap of wisdom.
C-Section Scars: These silvery threads remind us of sacrifice, of bringing life into the world through courage and love.
Breasts: Nourished a child and beauty, embody both vulnerability and power.
Hands: These hands have wiped tears, cooked meals, and held hearts. They are the architects of love.
Within the Kintsugi woman’s mind lies a mindset that metamorphosizes. Her wisdom shines brightly, shaped by experience, empathy, and resilience:
Compassion: Her empathy flows like molten gold, filling the gaps in broken hearts. She knows that healing takes time.
Connection: She weaves invisible threads, connecting souls across time and space. Her love transcends boundaries.
Courage: She loves fiercely, leaping into the unknown, and embracing vulnerability. Her heart beats with courage.
Creativity: Her mind weaves tapestries of hope, paints sunsets with imagination, and dances with the stars.
Forgiveness: She knows that healing begins with forgiving herself and others. Her heart is a sanctuary for do-overs and second chances.
Gratitude: Her prayers rise like incense, thanking life for both its beauty and its brokenness.
Intuition: Her gut whispers generational truths, the kind that cannot be found in textbooks. She listens, trusts, and follows.
Joy: She celebrates the ordinary miracles, the first steps, the blooming flowers, and the shared silence.
Patience: Like the potter’s wheel, she spins time into patience. She waits for seasons to change, wounds to mend, and love to bloom.
Resilience: She rises from shattered moments, her spirit unbreakable. Her scars are not flaws; they are constellations. Kintsugi woman’s spirit dances with vulnerability and strength.
These qualities paint a beautiful portrait of resilience, compassion, and inner strength. Each one contributes to the rich tapestry of human experience. Is there anything else you’d like me to assist you with?
Dear Kintsugi woman, your wisdom is the golden seam that binds it all together. You are the keeper of stories, the mother of love. On this Mother’s Day, we honour you, the mender of souls, a bright shiny star.
May your scars shine, your laughter echo, and your heart overflow with love.
Happy Mother’s Day, radiant Kintsugi woman.