The Evolution of Mavis

I am convinced that my love for myself has healed my mother. It is her permission to bloom + relax even though we have years of pain to apologize for. I listen to my mother’s pain + it tells a story of what I might come across on my journey. So I pack light! Never wanting to carry more than I need. I embrace the lessons, admit when things hurt still + listen with my heart. I understand that even when we vent there is still more pain that needs to be removed. So I am reminded to be gentle with myself + her because truthfully, we are one in the same.

I know that reminding her of the pain we endure won’t heal me, but saying it aloud helps me to shoulder my purpose better. I remind myself everyday of the work I am called to do + how it allows me to live my life in such a way that it pays homage to the person I used to be + the person my mom always desired to be. Sometimes when I swallow my truth, it feels like the world is crumbling under my feet; yet I recognize that I have to keep building. I am a daily pray that is in constant rotation with the hope to make peace with all the damage I have endured. Sometimes my capacity to share space with my wounds get crowded; but the honesty always clears the room. My mom + I are learning how to build a new space that leaves room for solitude even in the absence of one another. We are no longer afraid to expand in the same space.

Its amazing how healing finds us even after we have hid from ourselves for so long. I am learning that the lessons are the best teachers. Love is extremely powerful. Gratitude is essential + forgiveness is always for me. I am not defined by the things that I have been through but rather the fact that nothing destroyed me. I love my mom from a space of grace because don’t we all need just a little bit more of it.