My Little Experiment with the ‘Venus Angelic Mother’ Idea
So, I came across this phrase, “venus angelic mother,” somewhere online a while back. Don’t even remember where. It just sort of stuck in my head. Sounded nice, you know? Soft, caring, all that. Things felt a bit rough at the time, lots of pressure, feeling kind of worn out. I thought, okay, what does this actually mean? Is it something I can, like, connect with?
Didn’t have a clue how to start. I’m not really into complicated rituals or buying special stuff. So, I just decided to try sitting quietly for a few minutes each day. Planned to think about this “venus angelic mother” thing. See what came up.
Well, the first few tries were a bust. Total chaos in my head. My mind just jumped all over the place – work emails, what to cook for dinner, remembering some dumb thing I said years ago. Honestly, it was annoying. I thought, this is stupid, it’s not working. Felt like I was just wasting time.
Almost ditched the whole idea. But then I figured, maybe I was trying too hard? Expecting some big revelation or a vision of wings and stuff. So, I changed tactics. Instead of trying to see something, I tried to just feel. Focused on my breathing, tried to just calm the mental noise a bit. Let go of the fancy phrase for a minute.
Finding a Different Angle
I started thinking about simple feelings. Like, remembering times I felt genuinely safe or cared for. Could be small things from childhood, or even just the feeling of sun on my skin. Tried to connect that feeling back to the idea of a gentle, motherly presence. Not necessarily my own mother, but just that essential quality of kindness and acceptance.
- Some days, I’d sit there, and it felt… okay. A little bit calmer. Maybe a sense of warmth.
- Other days, still nothing much. Just me, sitting, breathing.
- But I kept at it, just for 10 minutes or so. Didn’t push it.
What I realized over a few weeks was interesting. It wasn’t about finding some external angelic being or tapping into cosmic Venus energy, not for me anyway. It became more about finding that gentle, accepting quality within myself. Like, could I be a bit kinder to myself? Could I find that quiet, nurturing part that usually gets drowned out by stress and self-criticism?
It sounds a bit cheesy, maybe, writing it down. But the practice shifted. It stopped being about ‘venus angelic mother’ as some external thing and became more about cultivating that feeling inside. A sort of inner parent who’s gentle and understanding, rather than harsh.
So, yeah. That was my little journey with that phrase. No dramatic miracles. But the simple act of sitting, breathing, and trying to connect with a feeling of inner kindness? It actually helped take the edge off things. I felt a bit less reactive, maybe a touch softer. I still don’t really use the phrase “venus angelic mother” much, but the practice it sparked off? I still pull that out sometimes, when I need to find a moment of peace. It’s just a small, quiet thing I do for myself.
