A Miracle For Today
This week we had an obvious miracle happen. The safe and healthy birth of a baby girl…
My oldest boy and his partner had a little girl the other day! Mama and child are healthy and strong… the little family is just falling in love now, settling into living as a family together…
Many people have been asking me how I feel being a grandmother, which has consistently thrown me off. I don’t know how to answer that question with any clarity… and I find myself searching for the right words to offer in response to the question.
To me, it’s a miracle for any child to be born including her. Our little girl is perfection in a body… there’s not one thing that she wants that an entire tribe of people wouldn’t rush in to give her. She merely lays on her mother’s belly or the bed, stretching into her body, gurgling and yawning… I’ve noticed that anyone in the room feels awe and overwhelming love bubble up from inside their body in response to her being. Without saying anything, we all just feel incredible love for her and she doesn’t “do” anything to solicit it, other than be.
Haven’t we all witnessed this miracle; the miracle of human life… repeatedly and for generations? Aren’t we all the very same in our response to it? In fact, I have yet to meet someone who isn’t hardwired to respond quickly to a baby, even if they aren’t squawking for something. Somehow they make us stop everything and breathe… effectively dropping us into RIGHT NOW … And what keeps our human existence alive and thriving is this compulsion to care for a small human without question.
As for my response to the question about how I feel being a grandmother… I feel the same as I did before. My own children woke me up when they were born, to something that has never paled. A complete and utter respect for the miracle we all are. Of course, this little girl will have more of my attention than other babies, but I feel as amazed at her arrival as I do for countless babies I see everytime I wander out in the world.
The miracle for today is YOU and that’s what she reminds me of! There are little babies being born every moment to remind us of our unique and remarkable divinity, but if we only project that out onto them and forget that we were once that little and vulnerable… we kind of miss the point of their presence.
Our children remind us of our right to breathe fully and completely as human beings with divine presence within us at the same time.
Our little package of purity certainly has grabbed my heartstrings and I’m overwhelmingly excited for my son and his beloved, but as for what it all means for me… She is a reminder of my own unique and remarkable divine nature that never needs or wants for anything, without it being delivered. Instead of my parents taking care of it, the Universe does.
She reminds me of that and being her grandmother does feel incredible. Just like my own children did for me… I am humbled at how loved I am, how loved we all are.
Enjoy these burgeoning light filled days… the season of love and compassion is always… but this time of year we’ve collectively agreed to shared joyous times together, while we exchange gifts and love. I hope you enjoy it and share it with all you encounter!
Sending big love out to you… and may you REMEMBER how precious you are today!