10/05/2026
Mother’s Day was never about the sweet flowers of acknowledgment.
It originated in revolution.
Mothers speaking up, protecting their children from the insanity, distortion and nonsense of the people in power.
Standing for life, with life, for peace.
We are the waters of this earth.
Looking into the homes of mothers, lights are dimmed. Looking into the homes of the single mothers, there is barely light.
The timber needs tending and collective care.
As the earth so the mothers.
I am seeing a systemic zero-point for mothers, especially single mothers. The houses turned black and depleted.
Mother poverty and depletion on all levels.
Mothers whirling in survival in their day-to-day. More fatigue, more burn-out, more isolation, more disassociation - less mother, no woman. How to raise the next generation, when only busy with getting through?
There is no civilization without the mother. There is no civilization around the mother.
Single Mothers are facing the impossible, the dark hole of a structural problem, that can only be lifted with collective care. With a mutual feeling of responsibility for our human family. For the loved ones around you. This is one expression of the Aquarian Age. Our collective & individual life’s earthquakes, will have us move closer again, and relearn care and our humanity.
I have been thinking…and for the next week I decided to offer a chakra-clearing for centering & stabilization for all mothers on donation basis. Give whatever is in your possibility, but really just come and show up.
Wednesday, 11am Lisbon time
Online, 45min
Zoom
Tell your mothers.
For Saturday‘s One Day Immersion of ‚All the riches under the Sun’, a deeply nourishing day of shattering inner compromise, I decided to offer # 3 reduced rates.
If you want to support life and give back, get in touch for full funding of a mother‘s retreat, and/ or mentorship.
May all mothers know they are worthy. May all mothers know they are loved. May all mothers know that the intimacy with the earth‘s renaissance, aside the pain, the sorrow and grief, there is immense power and beauty.
Love, Jill