(As a Mom, I Tried It for 2 months)

Motherhood is beautiful paradox. It feels you with love so deep, its indescribable, yet is also drains you in ways you never imagined.

I’m Sam, a 42-year-old mom of two, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that my energy isn’t just mine alone. It spills into every corner of my home, shaping my children’s days.

And it’s hard to admit, but I’m not perfect. I have days when I have nothing positive to give. I find myself snapping over little things, and the guilt creeps in afterward as I replay moments I wish I’d handled differently.

At some point, I found myself plagued by this idea—that my kids will remember this stressed, overwhelmed version of me that I’m so ashamed of.

So, I made a choice—to be more intentional.

Now, as much as I wish it did, this didn’t mean my personality magically changed. It just meant I started making small shifts—becoming a little more connected to my emotions, a little more aware, and a little more forgiving.

I started reflecting and releasing negative thoughts using cleansing rituals.

They pile up every day—after tantrums, after work, after fights. It’s like a heavy sweater that keeps getting thicker with each layer. You don’t realize it immediately, but the weight on your shoulders keeps growing.

Meditation became my way to reset—to bring a sense of calm back into my space. But it’s easier said than done. My thoughts kept spilling over. I needed something to anchor them, to help me focus—and that’s when I first started using white sage.

Think of your thoughts as butterflies—fluttering and restless, scattered in every direction. Without a source of nectar, they drift aimlessly. But with flowers and fragrance to guide them, they naturally gather, moving with purpose.

Scent holds that same power over the mind—it anchors wandering thoughts, bringing clarity and focus. And sacred herbs like white sage go even further. They don’t just guide your thoughts; they carry your intentions, like a river flowing steadily in the direction you choose.

For the past two months, I’ve taken time out every week to sit in the quiet of my bedroom, light some sage, and set a simple intention: release. Release the tension, the guilt, the heaviness of the day. With every inhale, I welcomed calm. With every exhale, I let go.

After a few weeks, I noticed subtle changes. On the days after I cleansed, I didn’t wake up already dreading the day ahead. The tension in my shoulders felt a little lighter. And my reactions became more measured.

When my youngest spilled an entire bowl of cereal onto the floor last week, I felt the familiar flicker of frustration—but instead of snapping, I exhaled. “Guess we’re feeding the kitchen today.”

That’s when I realized—my kids weren’t just witnessing my stress; they were absorbing it. And now, they were absorbing my calm, too.

Am I a changed person? Not quite yet. But I am changing. There are still days when anger takes over, and white sage hasn’t erased every challenge of motherhood.

But this small ritual has given me something I’ve been missing—a reset. A reminder that my energy matters. That taking care of myself isn’t just for me—it ripples into my children’s world. That even the smallest moments of intention can create waves of change. And for that, I am endlessly grateful. 

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