Right after I created the image above, a dear Soul Sister from Nashville just called to tell me she is expecting her first sweet babe. Aaaaaaah, I am so giddy with joy for them!!!! 😆
I also discovered something while sharing with her. I really, no REALLY love supporting expecting mothers. The journey of motherhood is inclusively transforming…no stone goes unturned within and without. We become womben. We touch that primal part of ourselves that once lay dormant. All at once, we seed the earth and ignite the stars. Oneness with all of existence becomes crystal clear. We don’t just give birth to our babes. We give birth to ourselves. The me in this photo would not have been claimed without the sacred birth of my two starseeds.
Last night my son requested I sing him to sleep. I asked if he would like me to sing anything in particular. He said, “my special song”, and then proceeded to sing a bit of it for me. It was the first time I’ve heard “his song” come from his own precious voice. Words cannot describe the pure loving bliss of that experience. His singing will forever be imprinted in my memory.
Just as most Earth children want, I desire to be seen and understood for who I truly am, to have the freedom to share deeply and truly, and to unapologetically express the wisdom I have come to share in the world. There is a deeper reason for the children we are blessed enough to bring into the world. They are meant to help us grow. Often our greatest teachers they lead us to the places within that need releasing, taking us to new depths and heights. As a Mom, this has become so clear to me. As Abner’s Mom, and now, the host of my next child, I can say that I have seen more clearly, learned more fully and loved and felt more deeply than I ever knew possible.