Blessing for a Mother-to-be
John O’Donohue
Nothing could have prepared your heart to open like this.
From beyond the skies and the stars this echo arrived inside you and started to pulse with life, each beat a tiny act of growth, traversing all our ancient shapes on its way home to itself.
Once it began, you were no longer your own. A new, more courageous you, offering itself in a new way to a presence you can sense but you have not seen or known.

It has made you feel alone in a way you never knew before, everyone else sees only from the outside what you feel and feed with every fiber of your being. Never have you traveled farther inward where words and thoughts become half-light unable to reach the fund of brightness strengthening inside the night of your womb. Like some primeval moon, your soul brightens the tides of essence that flow to your child. You know your life has changed forever, for in all the days and years to come, distance will never be able to cut you off from the one you now carry for nine months under your heart.
May you be blessed with quiet confidence that destiny will guide you and mind you. May the emerging spirit of your child imbibe encouragement and joy from the continuous music of your heart, so that it can grow with ease, expectant of wonder and welcome when its form is fully filled.

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Chant of the Pregnant Goddess 
by Jana McCarthy I am the mother of the moon 
sister of the stars 
child of the light in your eyes. 
I am powerful. 
  
The geometry of my shape shifts 
from gently curved lines 
to expanding circles: earth, moon, sun. 


I am powerful. 
I am strong. 


The tempo of my vibration quickens, 
increasing from 
butterfly wings, to floundering fish, 
to beating drum, 
erupting volcano, 
the rhythm as old and constant as 
the cycles of the sun 
and the turn of the tides. 
I am powerful. 
I am strong. 
I am beautiful. 
I hold the hope of my ancestors 
the knowledge of my time 
the fate of my future. 
I am powerful. 
I am strong. 
I am beautiful. 
I am mother. 

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