Last December I lost my beloved dad on the physical earth plane.  He was a “bigger than life” father and gave unconditional love to his family and many others during his lifetime.  Even though he endured the physical consequences of a pituitary tumor for over 23 years, he was completely lucid and “himself” to the very end. I spoke with him daily and sometimes more frequently.  He always showed me love and his advice was trustworthy since it was steeped in kindness and compassion. I am so grateful to have shared his light while he was alive.

About two days after my dad passed, I saw a beautiful violet light with a light pink center and his strong and caring hands.  I began receiving messages from my dad telling me that everything is always alright. He said “First heal and care for yourself. Be happy. All abundance in the physical realm flows from a happy heart.”  He wanted me to understand that manifestation of our physical reality is created when our heart radiates joy. To our rational mind, this is backwards since we tend to believe that once our physical needs are met, we will experience happiness.

I created this design for my healing work inspired by the violet and pink light that characterizes my dad’s spiritual energy when he communicates with me. He is still my angel.

En esta fecha mientras reconocemos a las madres, vivas y en espíritu, las figuras maternas en nuestras vidas y las cualidades femeninas que encarnan las madres, reconozco todavía otra expresión de maternidad. Es decir, las mujeres que han tenido la experiencia de la maternidad a través de abortos espontáneos, nacimientos de bebés muertos y la pérdida de un niño antes del nacimiento.

La mayoría de nosotros conoce a alguien que ha vivido un aborto espontáneo o un nacimiento muerto. No es raro ya que ocurre en aproximadamente entre un 15 y un 20% de los embarazos en los Estados Unidos.*  Tengo una hija maravillosa de 16 años, quien se llama Nicole, y quien es mi luz. También tuve cinco abortos espontáneos, una de ellos a seis meses de gestación, cuando mi bebé nació prematuramente y se murió. En el caso del parto prematuro, mientras estaba bajo anestesia para someterme a un procedimiento de raspaje uterino para extraer la placenta, mi bebé fue sometida a autopsia y se incineró. Todo sin mi conocimiento ni consentimiento. Mi esposo y yo nunca pudimos sostener a nuestra hija ni enterrarla. La autopsia indicó que nuestra bebé era perfecta. No hubo respuesta médica alguna para ayudarnos a entender qué había pasado. Nuestra bebé perfecta simplemente se murió.

La pérdida de un embarazo y un bebé es devastadora. También lo son muchos de los comentarios que las mujeres escuchamos por gente bien intencionada que realmente quiere ayudar. Escuché “es lo mejor”, “es lo que Dios quiso”, “probablemente no deberías ser madre”, “el bebé probablemente estaba deformado / retrasado / enfermo, etc.”, “¿por qué traer a un bebé al mundo cuando podría adoptar niños abandonados”, y la lista sigue.

También escuché palabras sanadoras que me llevaron a recuperarme y abrir mi corazón nuevamente. Esas palabras fueron “te amo y estoy aquí para ti”, “¿qué puedo hacer para ayudarte?” y “eres una madre maravillosa porque el niño que perdiste sólo conocía el amor”.

Para todas las mujeres que comparten el conocimiento de este tipo de pérdida, honro su maternidad. Estoy llena de gratitud por cada experiencia de maternidad que he recibido.

Hagamos un homenaje a todos los niños, aquellos que nacieron tanto como los que no, por elegir hacernos madres; una experiencia realmente maravillosa y humilde.

* Estadística de la Biblioteca Nacional de Medicina de EE. UU.  https://medlineplus.gov/ency/article/001488.htm

As we honor mothers, past and present, maternal figures in our lives and the feminine qualities that mothers embody, I recognize still another expression of motherhood.  That is, the women who have had the experience of motherhood through miscarriages, stillborn births and the loss of a child before birth.

Most of us know someone who has lived through a miscarriage or stillborn birth. It is not rare and happens in approximately 15-20% of pregnancies in the United States *.  I have an amazing 16-year-old daughter, Nicole, who is my light.  I also experienced miscarriage five times, once at six months gestation where my baby girl was born prematurely and died. In the case of the premature birth, while I was put under anesthesia to undergo a D&C to remove the placenta, my baby was autopsied and incinerated.  All without my knowledge nor consent. My husband and I were never able to hold our child, nor bury her. The autopsy indicated the baby was perfect. There was no medical answer to help us understand. Our perfect baby simply died.

The loss of a pregnancy and a baby is devastating. So are many of the comments women hear by well-intentioned folk who truly want to do good. I heard “it is for the best”, “it is what God wanted”, “you probably are not meant to be a mother”, “the baby was probably deformed/retarded/sick, etc.”, “why bring babies into the world anyway when you could adopt unwanted children”, and the list goes on and on. I also heard healing words that led me to recover and open my heart again.  Those words were “I love you and am here for you”, “what can I do to help?” and “you are a wonderful mother to the child you lost- he/she only knew love.”

For all women who share the knowledge of this type of loss, I honor your motherhood.  I am filled with gratitude for every experience of motherhood I have been gifted.

Let us pay homage to all children, those who were born and those who weren’t, for choosing to make us mothers; a truly wondrous and humbling experience.

*US National Library of Medicine statistic. https://medlineplus.gov/ency/article/001488.htm