By Noël Hallé – Fabre museum
My deepest vision and purpose in everything I do is to build a warm, supportive community of like-minded women around the world—women who choose to be the happy, peaceful heart of their homes.
Mothers hold immense influence, not only over their children but over the future of the world. As the poem by William Ross Wallace beautifully expresses: “The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world.” This truth resonates deeply with me. When a mother embodies genuine happiness, fulfillment, and peace, her children step into the world with quiet confidence, knowing they too can create harmony in their own lives. Conversely, when a mother carries chronic stress, martyrdom, or negativity, children often absorb that outlook and carry it forward.
I am committed to breaking that cycle. I refuse to model exhaustion or resentment. Instead, I passionately pursue learning about the sacred power of womanhood—how we nurture, guide, and shape the next generation. I draw inspiration from virtuous women throughout history who lived with grace and purpose. Though I am far from perfect, my ongoing refinement as a mother is one of my greatest joys.
One timeless example is Cornelia Africana (c. 195–c. 115 BC), a remarkable Roman matron known for her wisdom and virtue. She bore twelve children, though only three survived to adulthood: her daughter, who married well, and her two sons, Tiberius and Gaius Gracchus—the Gracchi brothers—who became some of Rome’s most influential reformers.
A famous anecdote captures her heart: While other women displayed their jewels and finery, Cornelia was asked, “And where are your jewels?” With quiet dignity, she gestured to her sons and replied, “These are my jewels.” Through her loving guidance and example, she raised sons who changed history—and her legacy endures alongside theirs.
This story isn’t about seeking praise; it’s a gentle reminder that our children—and all our loved ones—are our true treasures. If they are our jewels, we have the sacred privilege of treasuring, protecting, and polishing them with care.
In my own home, I focus on what I can control: myself. I strive to cultivate peace by intentionally loving, teaching, respecting, and praying with and for my children. Here are the four pillars I hold close:
For most mothers, love comes naturally—but unconditional love deepens with time and intention. It means loving our children fully, regardless of their choices, without attaching our own happiness or peace to their decisions.
I share my hopes and dreams for them openly, yet I remind us all that they are free to choose their paths. I guide them toward growth, but I honor their agency. By releasing attachment to outcomes, I’ve seen my children feel safe to explore, question, and choose wisely most of the time.
I openly discuss potential consequences of different choices—not to control, but to empower: “You are free to choose, but not free from the natural results that follow.” (Like touching fire—you can choose the action, but not to avoid the burn.)
No matter their path, my peace remains my responsibility. I never say, “You made me angry or sad.” Blame shifts ownership; I choose to own my emotions. My words are precious—I speak them thoughtfully, as my father taught me.
To love them more fully, I prioritize self-love: taking supplements, exercising, resting, using pure essential oils for wellness instead of harmful alternatives. The more I respect and care for myself, the more naturally love and respect flow to my children—and back from them. We give our children permission to thrive when we model thriving ourselves.
Essential oils to support self-love: Magnolia, Bergamot, Cassia, Geranium.
As someone who has spent much of my life in teaching roles, I’m often in “teacher mode.” I focus on instilling core truths:
You are loved and important children of God.
You are powerful and capable.
It is safe to make mistakes.
You have freedom and responsibility in your choices.
I don’t have all the answers—and that’s okay.
Practical life skills matter.
Modeling is the most powerful teaching tool. Children absorb what we do far more than what we say. I narrate my thought processes aloud—whether planning dinner, budgeting, or problem-solving—so they learn critical thinking in real time.
For example: “We have chicken and vegetables. We could make soup or stir-fry with rice. Which is easier since dinner needs to be ready in an hour?” Now my children take turns cooking creative, delicious meals from what’s on hand.
During shopping: “That looks fun! Let’s check our budget—we have $200 total. If we get this and this, we’ll have $50 left. What’s the wisest choice?” Tantrums over “no” are rare; they’ve become thoughtful about money, tithing, and budgeting—often more conservative than I am!
I’ve always been honest: “I’ve never been a mother before you. I’m learning every day. Is it okay if I don’t know everything and make mistakes?” They’ve graciously said yes. I read self-development books openly in front of them, showing the value of lifelong learning.
I allow safe messes and mistakes at home, with gentle guidance to clean up and learn. In return, I share my own errors and invite their ideas. Safe space for small mistakes builds confidence to avoid bigger ones later.
When my oldest got her first C in 8th grade—amid a big move, culture shock, illness, and new friends—I celebrated it. She was stunned. I explained: “You don’t need to be perfect to be happy, loved, or worthy. Life happens. You’re human—and that’s beautiful.” We focused on lessons, not shame.
In sibling squabbles (which last maybe 10 minutes), I gently point out choice in reactions:
“Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.” —Viktor E. Frankl
Essential oils to support learning and focus: Frankincense, InTune, Balance, Vetiver, Peppermint.
It pains me to see adults speak down to children—with “baby talk” or condescension. Children are intelligent spirits of God in smaller bodies, full of light, wisdom, gifts, and divine purpose. They have much to teach us.
I approach them as equal partners on this earthly journey. Respect flows from belief: I simplify language when needed, but I speak properly and kindly—“Emily, do you need to use the toilet now?”—modeling respectful communication.
We’ve read to our children from infancy; by age 3, they were reading independently, yet we cherished bedtime stories for years (and still do occasionally). We never limited their book choices—even if advanced—trusting their interests. Their vocabulary and insights often amaze me: a 2-year-old saying, “Mummy, I am frustrated with you,” or a 4-year-old sensing twins before I knew, or a 10-year-old perceiving her late great-grandfather in our garden.
Respect honors their divine spark—and invites miracles of wisdom and connection.
Essential oils to support self-respect: Pink Pepper, Black Pepper, Whisper.
If my children remember only one thing from me, I hope it’s this: You are cherished children of God. Follow the promptings of His Spirit always—then everything will be all right, no matter what comes.
True peace, regardless of circumstances, comes from connection to God. We pray together multiple times daily—morning family prayer before scattering, mealtimes, evenings after scriptures, and spontaneously whenever needed. My heart melts hearing them pray alone by their beds.
I teach them energy healing and realignment skills first, so they can connect physically and spiritually to God for health, love, and confidence—especially amid peer pressures and insecurities. The Light within guides them beyond my reach.
I even half-joke: “You have permission to disobey me if the Spirit directs otherwise!” It lightens my load—I don’t need to be their everything. My sufficiency, plus God’s grace, prepares them exceptionally.
Essential oils to support prayer and meditation: Sandalwood, Frankincense, Immortelle/Salubelle.
I am deeply grateful for the wise teachings from incredible women (and men) on parenting with love and intention. I am endlessly thankful for my remarkable children, and I continue to nurture a spirit of peace and love in our home—one gentle, faithful choice at a time.
You, too, have this power. Your home can be a sanctuary of joy and peace. Start where you are, lean on grace, and watch the ripples spread. Your hand truly does help shape the world.