Tuesday, March 5, 2013

One layer at a time












We as mothers, are weaving a dense nest.  Some layers are liquid -- shimmering, stretching, light.  And some are ragged - thin as wings.  But each day, no matter the beauty of the layer, the nest grows.  Whether we want it to or not.  Layers stream from our arms and legs, wild and long.  A whirling, mad circle.  Often I want to go back and pull the ugly pieces from yesterday.  Smoke them into sky.  But they are stuck, burrowed in with soft, oozing glue.  In their nest, the place they'll lie their heads for the rest of their lives.  A mottled place of memories.  Mistakes.  Deep love.  Ultimate safety.  Softness.  Regrets.

This nest, their childhood.

When they look back, they will find us there.  In the center.  Quiet.  Never perfect but trying.  Like a wren, we mothers are eternally busy, taking the memories, the moments, and tuck, tuck, tucking them into place.  Rearranging.  And stringing them together with songs.  Some days, layers of pure gold.  Others, nothing but scraps.  But all the while -- there we were -- singing into the light.  And building their nest.  A beautiful childhood nest.  On layer at a time.





15 comments:

  1. i am losing it over the beauty of what you do. i have goosebumps and my heart is in my stomach. it is just. that. GOOD.

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    1. thank you, amy. you have given me goosebumps a hundred times over. thanks for looking and sharing your kind words. xo

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  2. i second what amy said. seriously stirring and powerful images. wow wow wow is all i can say.

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  3. Thank you for putting this beautiful mess into words for me, Roxanne...

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  4. Gorgeous Gorgeous. I have had to come back to this 3x and look again at every image. Awesome :)

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  5. i love seeing this all together, roxanne. stunning. and your words, captivating.

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  6. Truly inspiring....

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  7. As always, your pictures are magical...and so are your words. I saw this post yesterday, and then today was one of those days (cabin fever, one semi-sick kiddo, grumpy mom, etc) where it felt like I was providing nothing but scraps. Oh my. Then I remembered your post, and a bit lifted by the idea that, although these scraps would stay in the nest, I think there are so layers of gold there, too. I hope:) Thanks for sharing your stunning work and your meaningful words, Rox.
    Liz

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    1. I know you too well, Liz, to know there not is plenty of gold in your nest. And we all have those scrappy days... hope today was better :))) Love to you and the kiddos. xo

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  8. So grateful for each comment. Thank you so much!

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  9. these are so beautiful- love your words, can so relate on so many levels, really an amazing post you have here <3 thanks for sharing!!

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    1. thank you so much for reading and responding breanna!

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  10. Wow, wow, wow. Your writing is just beautiful. Every post I've read from latest to this one is just so reassuring and grounding and poetic -- I want to paint them and put them in my son's room. I want to send your words to ALL of my friends who have babies or are soon to have them. So lovely. Thank you so much.

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