I just wanted to set aside a few minutes to say Thank You to my mother, to the mother of my children, to my sisters, my friends, and to all mothers and women everywhere.

It is a time for me to give thanks not just to mothering itself, but to the female energy that is in and around all of us.

This is a difficult weekend for me… as it is the first Mother’s Day since my mother passed away. It is also the first Mother’s Day I am spending without my wife since having children of my own.

I am looking forward to Sunday as a time of reflection and prayer. It is a day for me to re-connect to source, and re-commit to my own life’s journey.

These aren’t just words that I am throwing at ambiguous feelings. These past few weeks feel to me like a huge time of transition.

It has been just over a year now since my father passed. I am accepting the end of my marriage in my heart, not just my head, and I have moved through the Winter season, the season in which my mother passed, and fully into Spring growth.

Indeed, I have moved from surviving to thriving. That is a transition I could not have even contemplated a few short months ago.

Winter to Spring. Death to life. Sleep to reawakening. Easter. Rebirth. New life.