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Mayela’s name means ” Earth, mother, nurse, goddess.” Her name came to me as I connected spiritually and asked for the name that would reflect her essence. She has been Sabi’s second mama since birth and a tender caring soul to me throughout our journey together, she tends to the earth with a natural wisdom…and is most definitely an earth mother/goddess.  (She also helps me practice my squatting!)

My name means, “mother of the forest.”  I used to dislike my name, especially because I was actually the only one in my family not named based on the Catholic Saint days and instead, after a novela (soap opera) actress! But now, I find it interesting.  My mother changed her very fixed pattern, to ‘randomly’ or perhaps intuitively name me in keeping with my essence.  It wasn’t until many years after malls, beauty indoctrination, the american consumer dream…that I kept connecting to what felt alive for me;  green/nature in all shapes and sizes.  Somehow, my mother and sisters (who advocated for this name)…got it right after all.

It’s all very interesting…

I believe that our souls all chose to share this journey with one another.  I don’t understand it all, but what I do know is that I treasure every moment sitting out in this field, watching Maya plant literally 6 seedlings to my 1.  Chuckling with each other about all manner of little things.  Holding the precious baby seedlings in the way a mother just knows.  Giving them the best start with the best of hopes.

And the delight, simply, the delight of being together on this earth.

It reminds me of part of the poem by Kahlil Gibran that we read at their blessings and which has inspired us ever since:

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday…