I have been really exploring the question, Who am I? I don't know if it's because of my growing meditation practice or just celebrating my latest birthday that has really brought this to the forefront. Who am I? Do I accept the labels I am given or give myself? Mother, daughter, sister, wife, friend, knitter, gardener, soul searcher, goddess, woman, american, yogi…. all these are me but yet not me, not even when added together. So my intention is to explore this question in detail. I know I am bigger than the labels but who am I? I will explore the answer through self portrait, poetry and essays, that may or may not get shared. I plan to explore it and let go that which does not serve me. My journey for my new year, a journey without a destination.
I feel called to especially to think about how I was "shaped by my mom", I had read a bio in which the author said "and I was raised by a feminist". This struck because I define myself as a feminist, will it help or hinder my daughter as she grows up? And how did my did my mom shaped me, both nature and nurture. I think the mother child relationship is so important and lasting for better or worse. I really want my mother to participate too, but not sure how to ask. I don't want her to think this is I need therapy because you didn't get me a birthday cake one year because "we still have some left". (I was the third September birthday, and my very practical non cake eating self gets it but …) I want it to be a real deep introspection without blame, I believe I am exactly where I need to be. My life preparing me for the life lessons I need. I need to explore my habits and routines and see if they follow a family line. I know for a long time I said like many- I don't want to turn into my mother. Why did I say that? Why are our mothers made out to be the villain? Will I become the crazy mother-in-law? And if I find something in me that is reactionary and inherited can I change it?