I could not let the cycle continue. I decided, for me, for my ancestors and for my descendants, we’ve had enough. We’re all done here. It has gone something like this: Acknowledged the harm and hurt. Felt all the feelings. Brought the compassion inward. Felt more feelings. Held boundaries. Turned the compassion outward. Held myself. Saw flaws and shadows in myself. Held myself accountable. Saw hope for healing in myself. Did the work. Doing the work. See hope in my three babies. The way that we are choosing to parent and move through our lives with expanding awareness is detoxifying and decolonizing our lineage. For some of us, the gift of our parents’ flaws is that we have a roadmap for where we know we will not go. We can feel gratitude for knowing that and know that our best will be better.
Many of us joined the journey of parenting differently when we realized that the way we were parented had direct impacts on our trust, our coping, our ability to be interdependent with others. It’s never EVER too late to commit to a shift. I don’t care if your children are 1, 51, or not even “your” children, (all children are our children), or reparenting our Inner Niña/o/x. We woke up, now let’s show up to love
I envision a world in which we freely and readily spoke the language of the Inner Niñx fluently.
I envision a world in which I could express my activations, my wounds, my joy, my fears, my pain and know that the person hearing it could hold it, that they wouldn’t judge me, that they were not afraid of my shadow self.
I envision a world in which cacti shed their thorns so the world could experience their juiciness. (That’s how I see us- como nopales!) 🌵
I envision that having conversations around privilege, race, justice, gender, parenting, patriarchy, religion would flow differently if we could come from a place of having done the work to check ourselves, check what is coming from personal and ancestral wounds, check what is True, universal, and in alignment.
I envision a world in which we share this language of the corazón. One in which I don’t necessarily let my Inner Child lead, but one in which I can use the wisdom provided to me by my Future Abuelita Self and Madre Tierra to discern what would feel loving (as my Maestra Sylvia says), and to trust that voice.
I envision everyone holding a shared and rooted power in ourselves as individuals and as a collective. This is what this work has brought to me. This clear vision. And, as much as I know the power of this work for myself, I know the cost of not doing this work. I know how quickly I can sink into depression or helplessness if I don’t keep exercising this muscle. I know how quickly I can feel like a burden again.
I envision the benefit that my children will reap from this practice, modeling the commitment to Knowing oneself, dispelling toxic messaging brought in by oppressive systems.
I envision that normalizing Reparenting for parents will create a remembering of our worth, of what we need to thrive, and make us demand justice for our families and support for ourselves.