In this quiet moment, you may find yourself reflecting on the mother who raised you, the one who held your hand, or perhaps the one you never truly knew. Maybe you’re remembering a voice that once soothed you or yearning for a presence you’ve always wished for.

Wherever or not, you are in that tender space, know this: you are not alone. The spirit of a Marvelous Mother is not bound by form or name.

She is the breath of comfort in sorrow, the whisper of strength in silence. She is the unseen warmth that wraps around you when the world feels cold. She is the echo of love that lives in your longing, the grace that flows through your giving. She may live in memory. She may live in your hopes. Perhaps you recognize her in the kindness of a stranger, or in the way you care for others when no one is watching.

To those who celebrate, to those who grieve, and to those who quietly wish for what never was; Marvelous Mother always has space reserved for you.

Let us hold that space together here and now. Let us honor the essence of mothering: the nurturing, the guiding, the forgiving, the fierce and the gentle. Let us become, in our own way, vessels of that marvelous energy.

Today, may you feel seen. May you feel held. And may you carry forward the spirit of the Marvelous Mother in whatever way she lives within you.

Wishing you and all the beautiful sacred mothering spirits around you a Merry, Marvelous Mother’s Day!

Respect and Honor, Ameer Lowe