Missing my daughter

I have four adult children - two girls and two boys - and I love them all so dearly. The youngest, my daughter Julia, is the closest to me for the reason that she alone did not go away to university, but has been around until yesterday morning, when she finally left home to move down south to begin a training course which will launch a globe-trotting career...

Last night, I lay in my bed with the quilt pulled around my face and sobbed my heart out. Not a miserable sobbing though - it was pure separation pain, and a very holy thing. The reaction in my heart and soul has taught me how truly, truly powerful the bond can be between mother and daughter. It went deep into the core of me, and beyond, to a place where all Mothers and Daughters are connected. I felt the eternal and universal reality of the love Julia and I share, and was in awe of it! It hurt like stink, as we say here in Birmingham...

Would that all women could be Mother and Daughter to each other across the whole globe! Would that we felt that powerful Daughter connection to our exotic and beautiful Planet Earth and to the World Soul! I'm praying for that today. The human race needs to surrender its heart and its core to a higher purpose, to the oneness...

The photo below was taken at a karaoke party a few days ago - we both look as though we have our minds elsewhere, don't we? Maybe already thinking 'How am I going to live without seeing this wonderful person next to me every day?!'...

Sending my sisters here a whole-hearted hug and blessing from the women of The Red Tent (Heart of England)

Jan Tchamani

http://redtentengland.ning.com