A Self-Exploration seeking those
qualities exquisitely matching my authentic rythm with life through the
archtypal nuturing Maternal. This is not intended as a comparison to Mom.

If my mother rose out of the ocean,
what qualities would hers be;
what would be called her sacred name,
this lady of the deep blue sea?

If my mother formed out of the forest
from the heart of the Grandmother tree,
what name is it Spirit would call her?
What gifts would she bestow upon me?

If my mother stepped forth from the
granite
of ageless mountains on high,
What name would evoke my heartcave
in seeking her counsel wise?

And could God make her all human,
of tender heart and prescious mind?
Could she be here in this lifetime,
and me, too, she is seeking to find?