Comments on: Duck Under the Moon

By: Nicki

Nicki — Mon, 09 Aug 2010 14:45:10 +0000

I have the unfortunate job of telling you that this time, when you are the moon and your children want to spoon, this time is the good time. Enjoy! Love it! Embrace it! When they realize that there actually is something, someone bigger than Momma, troubles ensue because they are in teendom and, well, we then know nothing. Eventually, the world circles around and, as Momma, we start to know things worth passing on again.

By: Ronna

Ronna — Mon, 09 Aug 2010 14:30:48 +0000

Kelly, not surprisingly, you’ve captured much in this imagery and your beyond-fabulous use of words. I feel this tension all the time: the push-pull between my wants and their needs, their wants and my needs. To be reminded of the beauty in that, the pull of the moon, the warmth of a back? Pure worship and grace. Thank you, my friend.

By: Leigh

Leigh — Mon, 09 Aug 2010 05:33:28 +0000

“With their casual permission to access our bodies”… so so so beautiful and yet I can see the frustration. Well said.

By: Lindsey

Lindsey — Mon, 09 Aug 2010 02:26:26 +0000

The moon, the tides, the body, and instinct. All of these threads that run through motherhood – womanhood – for me, and with which you weave so beautifully. As always. Thank you. xox

By: Kelly Diels

Kelly Diels — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 14:41:26 +0000

@Andrea, Thanks Andrea!

By: Kelly Diels

Kelly Diels — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 14:41:10 +0000

@Annie Stith (@Gr8fulAnnie), thank you, Annie. I appreciate what you said, because that's EXACTLY what I'm trying to do. To me, parenting is a stint of hard labour interrupted by moments of divine joy. It isn't necessarily a romantic enterprise, and I don't idealize it, but wow do I treasure the fleeting moments of bliss.

By: Kelly Diels

Kelly Diels — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 14:38:53 +0000

@ami | 40daystochange, I once told my friend Amanda Farough that motherhood hasn't made me a better person, but it has made me a bigger person. I've become larger (in more than one way!) because parenting means I need the capacity to hold within myself ambiguity and paradox.

By: Kelly Diels

Kelly Diels — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 14:36:23 +0000

@Jesse, oh honey, BEAUTIFUL.

By: Annie Stith (@Gr8fulAnnie)

Annie Stith (@Gr8fulAnnie) — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 09:48:41 +0000

Hey, Kelly!

First-time visitor to your blog, here. ~wave~ I followed you from a guest post (somewhere–I’ve been catching up), where I must have been impressed or I wouldn’t be here now. <;o)

I really like the way you've written about motherhood, honoring it but not putting it on an altar to be knelt down to. I wasn't gifted with being a mother (tho I was a wicked stepmother for nearly five years) and have released my maternal skills on the cats I've been surrounded by all my life. Not entirely different, but they might not enjoy your magical beach, tide in or out.

I look forward to reading more of your delightfully different writing,
Annie

By: PicsieChick

PicsieChick — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 07:08:06 +0000

As always, a joy to read. In a strange way, you make motherhood sound almost enticing.

Almost.

Hugs and butterflies,
~T~