Bone Woman Blog

NORA L. JAMIESON

Oh Holy Mother

Oh Holy Mother
Oh Beloved one
who shone through the yellowing birch leaves, your pink rising light
Raising them to a Holy offering to the morning

Do I weep Mother or be in
Awe of such beauty
I miss him
I miss Allan
Your beauty pierces me to my tender core
And I miss him

Everything illuminated
with your eternal love
But for the dark caverns of
my grieving heart

Come Mother, Come Beloved
Reveal yourself beneath the rock in my heart,
in the shadows of lamentation.
I hurt Mother
I hurt so badly, I long for
My Beloved, my Allan
I long for you Holy Ones to bless me
to come to me with the balm of peace

I long for your fierce light to roll away the stone so that I might rise
Oh Madre, Oh Mami, Oh Pacha Mama, Oh Machik, Oh
Shekina and Holy Mother Tara, lay your fierce luminous hands on this
pain that comes from loving
Make a place for beauty to enter
As nourishment for my weary soul.
I beg you.
I offer myself.
Hineni
I am here.

6 responses to “Oh Holy Mother

  1. Elizabeth VannNess October 13, 2019 at 8:11 pm

    I am sorry for your pain, Nora. Your prayer is beautiful. I am sending you Love and Peace. Everyone who loves you will hold you.

  2. Anne Stagg October 13, 2019 at 8:12 pm

    Nora, we cannot comprehend the deepest depths of your grief and longing, your missing and aching for Allan. We can only partially sense its enormity and stand beside you, offering our care and join our missing with yours in understanding as best as we can. For Allan loves you as much as you love him. Somehow may the eternal love between you comfort you from time to time. May the tender caring in which so many of us hold you, and think of you, come to you and surround you, in a circle, in a spiral and may you feel it and be supported on this journey of heartbreak. Thank you dear Nora for letting us in and helping us to understand ever more.
    Love, Anne

    • Nora Jamieson October 14, 2019 at 12:02 pm

      Dear Anne, Thank you for your beautiful image, this is the hard time when Allan started to decline and I was the only one to see it until a bit later and then things went so fast. This year my body is really feeling the grief and the stress of what we went through. Love, Nora

  3. suzanna2015 October 14, 2019 at 9:22 am

    Your heart reaches mine in perfect synchrony with each new posting even as I re read ‘Eldering As Give Away’ once again this morning. Thank you for sharing the path.

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