The Initiation of Motherhood
Feb 11, 2025Returning to the Knowing
What does motherhood look like when we are deeply connected to our intuition? Can we quiet the outside noise—the relentless pressure society places on us—and trust ourselves? Could our profound interconnectedness with Nature offer us a sense of safety, even if we navigate motherhood alone, allowing the weight of others’ opinions to simply fall away?
I recently began an Ayurvedic women’s program, studying our health from conception through every stage of life. I am in awe of how far Western medicine has distanced us from this ancient wisdom. These teachings reveal the delicate balance of our cycles and our well-being—something rarely acknowledged in our modern world. With this realization came a deep sadness. A mourning for the separation from self that so many of us have experienced, including the disconnection my own mother endured. How can we pass down teachings we were never given?
This reflection brought me back to my own experience of breastfeeding—a time of both immense love and utter depletion. I had set the intention to breastfeed for the first year of Violet’s life. I understood how profoundly nourishing and vital this step was for my child’s development, yet in the beginning, I found myself turning outward, relying heavily on external guidance.
This is the paradox so many mothers face. On one hand, I needed support in navigating the unknown terrain of early motherhood. Yet, while the medical system offered little to no true support, the guidance it did provide often felt misaligned with my values. On the other hand, this was an opportunity to deepen my trust in myself. Nature had already placed within me everything I needed to connect with my baby. I knew I could navigate this—but amid the hormonal shifts and exhaustion, my mind wasn’t clear.
Which brings me to my last point: community.
What I needed most was sisterhood. I longed for the wisdom of mothers who had walked this path before me, for the nourishment, the connection, the unwavering support of women who understood. What astounds me about this journey is that Nature has embedded within every mother the ability to just know. And yet, so many of us, as maidens, have spent years trying to find our way back to that knowing. Motherhood was my personal threshold—an initiation back into trust.
As women, we must reclaim this innate wisdom. Whether we stand in our maiden, mother, or crone phase, the path forward is the same: a return to ourselves. My intention is that, as a sisterhood, we find our way back to this deep connection. That we walk alongside one another, not only to strengthen ourselves, but to support our children—the pillars of the future.
For Violet