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Feature March 2010

March 27th, 2010 · No Comments · Featured Musings, Home

Twists and Turns of Life

Often times, we set a direction and our journeys take us in other unknown directions. This is to say, that as women, we are complete even in the unknown. Everything we are and have is sufficient for the unfolding of our lives. We may need to take steps to discover our paths and to accomplish the tasks necessary to move along the path, but still we are whole and all that we need is inside us.

Timing is a curious creature. I must admit, I never know what the timing is going to be in these twists and turns of life. Sometimes, it is frustrating and at other times, I realize that in actuality it is a blessing to find out that some event would not have happened or some new insight would not have been revealed if not for the timing that factually occurred.

My mother passed away two weeks ago on March 15th. She had been in a nursing home for the past three years with a brain tumor. Her spirits were generally good, but she wanted to move on. In the end, the timing was quite magical as my brother just returned from living in Spain for the past thirty years. He had been staying with me in California when the nurses called me to say the time was near. My brother, Sean, went up to Poulsbo, Washington and sat with her around the clock for three days holding her hand until she passed away. This was a beautiful closure for both of them. I have been taking care of her for the past three years and so I knew it was his time to reconnect with her. Though she could not talk, she knew he was there as tears streamed down her cheeks in recognition of him.

There is a book titled The Grandmother of Time: A Woman’s Book of Celebrations, Spells, and Sacred Objects for Every Month of the Year by Zsuzsanna E. Budapest which I have in my library of books. I looked up the date of her death March 15th. It read “ Holiday of Cybele (Anatolian, Later Roman): Cybele was loved and celebrated all over Europe, and this holiday started the spring festivals. Cybele represents the Earth; her son Attis, is returning from the dead, which is the reason for the celebration-the Goddess defeats death. General picnicking is observed in this day, along with lying on the grass, eating, drinking, and marrying making.” When I read this, chills went down my arm, knowing Sean was with her.

I went up to Washington for the Memorial I had organized a few days later. It took place March 21st at Sacred Groves, Bainbridge Island, the day of the Spring Equinox. Budapest writes in The Grandmother of Time, “This day is a major sabbat for witches and celebrates the reunion of the daughter of the Earth, Kore, with her mother Demeter. Spring returns. Rebirth, the Earth, and our own lives rise up in triumph.” My mother’s life was a triumph.

After her Memorial, people gathered at Sacred Groves to bring in the Spring Equinox by planting flowers around the medicine wheel in the garden, singing, dancing and feasting in the style my mother would have appreciated. An Eagle flew by and hovered in the sky as if she was there. Was she?

Timing, the twists and turns of life, let us all learn how to appreciate the beauty and stillness of our lives while embracing the faster tempos of our lives too. In the cycle of life, books are completed, stories are told, and the new is just beginning. My mother’s story is in the book titled, Paperclip, which will be published this year, and is a tribute to all women. For now, on MemorialWebsites.Legacy.com my mother, Peggy Yarbrough, is commemorated.

Blessed are our mothers, the bringers of life, and all women who manage the twists and turns of life.

Stephany Lane Yarbrough


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