A poem in form still has to have voice, gesture, a sense of discovery, a metaphoric connection, as any poetry does. ~ Robert Morgan
Can you believe February is pulling to a close already? 2/12ths of the year gone by. It’s been mostly good so far. This Wednesday night I’ll be going to the first gathering of the moms for E’s Kindergarten class. A bunch of us will be sitting down for some chips and salsa and margaritas while we discuss whatever things arise from what we already know we have in common (motherhood, kindergartners, a nice place to live) to hopefully a few things we didn’t realize we have in common (hobbies? interests? passions? dreams?).
Although E is already five I am still a novice to gathering with other women on the basis of mutual motherhood. I joined a new mom’s group when E was first born and we lived in Santa Barbara. We were all so bleary eyed and tentative about how to care for our new charges and figuring out how to navigate the very new waters we found ourselves in. We came with varying levels of confidence about how to be a good mom but we all found comfort and support in togetherness. Laying down soft new baby blankets on the floor of someone’s living room and watching our babies gurgle and smile and spit up. We laughed together and shared tips or tidbits from the journey, like the time one of the moms had her baby slide right out of the stroller while she was trying to maneuver it up a curb (the baby was not hurt but the mom was near hysteria). Or laughing about how much time one of us (ahem) spent in the “Mother’s Room” at Nordstrom’s because it felt safe and had all the amenities and yet you never knew who you might run into for a chat and some camaraderie.
So life marches on in these last few days of February. I love gathering with you here, knowing that there are people everywhere on similar stretches of the journey, and though we may come from all kinds of perspectives we are bolstered by connection.
Where do you find connection? Are there parts of you that are still looking? When I think about it, I think that’s the very reason I started this blog. There are parts of me that have long yearned for connection (to connect with myself and to resonate with similar souls).