Kat | Night

In this evening meditation, Kat gently guides you to find peace and rest. Through nurturing words, she encourages you to become your own safe space, reminding you of your inner strength and beauty. As you wind down, Kat speaks to the tenderness of self-love, offering comfort as you prepare for sleep. Her words create a sense of safety and warmth, inviting you to embrace the calm and love within yourself. This meditation helps you release the day’s weight and drift off into a peaceful, restorative rest.

Transcript

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Hello, love. This is Mama Lark. Welcome to Good Mama Meditations. If you' ve ever yearned for a loving mother to gently lay you to sleep, this meditation is for you. To learn more about this series, I encourage you to listen to the introduction track. And if you' d like to learn more about my own re-mothering journey, look for ' Good Mama Magic.' How I lost my religion, hitchhiked away from my marriage, discovered magic, and met ' The Mother' by Brooke Lark. This meditation was written by Mama Cat, and I share some of her story in the Good Mama Cat morning meditation. I hope you' ll give it a listen when you wake tomorrow, and now it' s been a long day, but you made it here. Rest well, dear one. With good Mama Cat, it' s your wish to go see her. Your wish to bring good Mommy Cat to night, good Mommy Cat, before you sleep. Sing about long-term dream to strong dream to strong dream to strong dream to strong, and the light between branches, to know your own feet and the space between your feet and the ground when you leave. Think and feel, and then to leap from all thought. The land is a snake or a fox, and to leap again. Oh, my darling, you are the quilt, your own body, the blanket, you are your own soft place to land. The holy of holies is your own heart, the struts and sails of your armature an ark of the covenant of the words written on your boat and the bones that you wrote for yourself. This is the truth of the space between the tissues in the marrow of your beautiful bones. Be a soft place for your own self to land. I will always be here to catch you,

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how to be a soft place for your own self to land. What does that feel like? How does it feel in your body? It feels like tenderness, like stroking my own baby cheek, like stroking your beautiful baby cheek, like eating good things and running with yourself, feeling your fingers catch the wind. I am a soft place for myself inside of me; it feels like Sweet love, I want you to taste this sweet love, taste the sweetness of your own mouth, it is speaking your truth, it is holding your fair life lightly; it' s okay to be afraid, holding your fear lightly and tenderly walking through it. It feels like movement and jumping and laughing and swinging, running with delight, catching the light in your fingertips. It feels like saying, ' it' s okay, I love you,' it' s okay, I love you. Sometimes your beauty shocks me, you are so beautiful; oh that I could tuck you my little bird up into my chest feathers forever. Keep you safe under my wings, next to my heart. My gangly spicy pepper, my bean sprout, my little dragon. My adolescent coyote, wiry and muscled and yelpy, fizzing and still. Sighing heavily when you walk in the door, worn out with hurty feet and too much homework or things like that. I don' t know what else to do. Joking and shedding your backpack wherever, digging around in the refrigerator for the good snacks, checking on the animals you missed while you were gone today. How was your day, I ask? I ask you that every day, but what I mean is, did you find pockets of calm in the storm? Did you find a place to rest? Did you find peace? Can I feed you? Are you okay? How can we help you feel okay? How can we nourish you? Let' s do that together. I love to nourish you and one of my jobs as your Mother is to teach you how to nourish yourself. That is so precious. What I never stop silently asking is, what talisman can I make to keep you safe? What bargain can I set? I would give anything, if only there were such a price that wouldn' t also hurt you in the paying of it. I know your struggles are what make you strong, and only you can choose what your mistakes and growth will be. I know this, but still, how do I adequately arm you for what the world is while helping you stay tender for your own sake? How do I teach you to trust yourself? How do I let you test yourself? That is how all I can offer are the stories of my own lessons learned and all my best efforts at faith, trust, strength, and care, however inadequate, and a silent vow to never stop praying for your heart, soul, and spirit. For your freedom, for your beautiful self, I love you so much. As you drift off into sleep tonight, I want you to rub that into your skin. I am your mother, and I love you wholly and always. I will always be here for you. I will always be here for you in some form, but also, you are so strong, so beautiful, and you have your own wisdom to share with the world, and you will, and you are.≫ ≫.