Between Mother and Maga – Becoming a Queen.

I am in a life transition.

It is a strange place to be,

moving from Mother to Maga or Queen.

Maiden, Mother, Crone faces in the moon with a woman looking up at them

In line with the seasons, this is the Autumn of my life.

This is the stage where I honour my life experiences,

take the learnings and wisdom, and share them with community.

But, I am not fully there yet.

I find myself fluctuating between

the Mother and the Maga.

Day to day, week to week,

my energy and presence vary.

I’m in a kind of limbo, sensing that change is coming,

yet impatient with stillness, following the years of giving and action experienced in motherhood.

A time filled with doubt yet awareness.

I am attempting to navigate this phase with grace and trust,

paying more attention to my body and intuition.

However, the dance between the two is awkward.

I am not yet sure of who I am becoming.

Learning that surrender is not passive, but rather an ebb and flow.

Drawing on strength, courage and resilience.

It really is a phase of letting go and inviting in at the same time.

I am filled with sadness at the loss – my babies have grown and flown, my career is changing, my body is changing, my relationships are changing.

Yet I am also filled with anticipation of the new to come,

excited at what the next season might bring.

It is a strange place to be.

This transition from Summer to Autumn. From Mother to Queen.

Bec xx