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Hooping IS "Mothering
A Mother's Day Special Hooposophy
A Mother's Day Special Hooposophy
"As women who inhabit the dual worlds of possibility and responsibility, I think Mothers have a
unique dance. It's the dance around a cluttered kitchen and the stride that carries a child, three
hoops, and a backpack where they need to go. A Mother’s dance welcomes the moon and
celebrates sunshine. The Mother’s dance teaches others to twirl." - Tangled Macrame *
unique dance. It's the dance around a cluttered kitchen and the stride that carries a child, three
hoops, and a backpack where they need to go. A Mother’s dance welcomes the moon and
celebrates sunshine. The Mother’s dance teaches others to twirl." - Tangled Macrame *
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*The quote comes from the creator of the online Hoop Mamas group, where you can find and be inspired by sister momma hoopers.
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The upcoming weekend has got me thinking about how to talk about hooping
and "motherhood." Not just those of us who have children or are about to have
them (Props to all our pregnant hoopers!), but also about our bodies'
capacities to create ... movement, art and Life itself.
The foundation of our dance rests around our hips, our centers, where we
seem to experience the most grace and power in our hoops. We flow freely
while our feet continually reach back down to the earth -- Mother to us all -- for
energy, balance, and stability. Our hoops orbit around the very organs of our
potential for biological reproduction, but also around the "fertile crescent" of our
creative expression. I like to think that when we as women create
anything with our bodies, each of us enacts a kind of "motherhood."
I wonder about what forces are unleashed when a mother hoops with her child -
dances with a living, breathing part of herself right across from her? And I
wonder how many of us - sons and daughters alike - have created the
experience of hooping with our mothers?
and "motherhood." Not just those of us who have children or are about to have
them (Props to all our pregnant hoopers!), but also about our bodies'
capacities to create ... movement, art and Life itself.
The foundation of our dance rests around our hips, our centers, where we
seem to experience the most grace and power in our hoops. We flow freely
while our feet continually reach back down to the earth -- Mother to us all -- for
energy, balance, and stability. Our hoops orbit around the very organs of our
potential for biological reproduction, but also around the "fertile crescent" of our
creative expression. I like to think that when we as women create
anything with our bodies, each of us enacts a kind of "motherhood."
I wonder about what forces are unleashed when a mother hoops with her child -
dances with a living, breathing part of herself right across from her? And I
wonder how many of us - sons and daughters alike - have created the
experience of hooping with our mothers?
Mothers Nearby. Sure, Ma knows you're a hooper. Maybe you've even gifted her a hoop. Now make the time to
hoop with her (Yes, you should let her pick the music!). Watch her hoop, see how she moves, and soak in her
smile. Invite your siblings, too, and give her a fun-filled afternoon watching her kids have fun and be happy.
New Mothers. Being a new mother can be one of the most difficult, stressful times of our lives. If you know a new
mother, please get that woman a hoop. And then her visit during nap-time -- preferably to do the dishes and
vacuum while SHE gets her postnatal groove on.
Absent Mothers. Inevitably, some of us have mothers from whom we are estranged or are no longer with us. But
we can always dance with the idea of our mother. We can imagine her moving alongside us. We can imagine what
it was once like to dance inside her belly. We can conjure and dance with our memories of her, conjure a mother
we never knew, or the relationship with her we wish we had.
A Mother-Mantra for All. When pregnant with my daughter, I became very interested in the idea of what I call
the "infinite umbilical cord." Though my familial ties are weak, I set about researching my genealogy with the goal
of being able to name in order the women who had each held me, my mother, and hers ... within their bodies.
When I had gone as far as I could, I memorized the names (starting with my daughter's and working backward)
and began the habit of repeating the mantra whenever I needed strength, compassion, or encouragement.
"... Navi (2006), Lara, Jewel, Sylvia, Mamie, C Belle, Nancy, Roxaan, Jane (1797) ..."
Write down and try internalizing the names you know along your maternal line. Say them out loud. Teach them to
your children and your parents. While hooping,of course:-).
Happy Mother's Day, Hoopers.
hoop with her (Yes, you should let her pick the music!). Watch her hoop, see how she moves, and soak in her
smile. Invite your siblings, too, and give her a fun-filled afternoon watching her kids have fun and be happy.
New Mothers. Being a new mother can be one of the most difficult, stressful times of our lives. If you know a new
mother, please get that woman a hoop. And then her visit during nap-time -- preferably to do the dishes and
vacuum while SHE gets her postnatal groove on.
Absent Mothers. Inevitably, some of us have mothers from whom we are estranged or are no longer with us. But
we can always dance with the idea of our mother. We can imagine her moving alongside us. We can imagine what
it was once like to dance inside her belly. We can conjure and dance with our memories of her, conjure a mother
we never knew, or the relationship with her we wish we had.
A Mother-Mantra for All. When pregnant with my daughter, I became very interested in the idea of what I call
the "infinite umbilical cord." Though my familial ties are weak, I set about researching my genealogy with the goal
of being able to name in order the women who had each held me, my mother, and hers ... within their bodies.
When I had gone as far as I could, I memorized the names (starting with my daughter's and working backward)
and began the habit of repeating the mantra whenever I needed strength, compassion, or encouragement.
"... Navi (2006), Lara, Jewel, Sylvia, Mamie, C Belle, Nancy, Roxaan, Jane (1797) ..."
Write down and try internalizing the names you know along your maternal line. Say them out loud. Teach them to
your children and your parents. While hooping,of course:-).
Happy Mother's Day, Hoopers.
Comments are updated nightly.
"Wow, this is an amazing post! Thank you SO much for posting this. It is healing beyond words <3 -Free Mama, 5/19/10
"Happy mother's day, Lara. Blessings..." - 5/6/10
"This is beautiful, my friend. Thank you. love, Ann from HP" - 5/6/10
"Wow. You can trace your mother's line back to 1797? I don't even truly know my maternal grandmother's name (I think it was
"Sunny") but your post made me wonder if MY mother knows HER maternal grandmother's name? I doubt it. But I shall ask her."
-Lorene -5/6/10
"Wow, this is an amazing post! Thank you SO much for posting this. It is healing beyond words <3 -Free Mama, 5/19/10
"Happy mother's day, Lara. Blessings..." - 5/6/10
"This is beautiful, my friend. Thank you. love, Ann from HP" - 5/6/10
"Wow. You can trace your mother's line back to 1797? I don't even truly know my maternal grandmother's name (I think it was
"Sunny") but your post made me wonder if MY mother knows HER maternal grandmother's name? I doubt it. But I shall ask her."
-Lorene -5/6/10
My daughter, Navi