This morning I sent, well it was honestly more like witnessed, my son Zion off on the bus to his first day of senior year with zest in his step and a smile on his face. I must admit that I'm awed by the miracle in which I live. At this moment, my perspective is on the miracle of uncertainty's offerings. Where I am, that is to say what I'm experiencing, in Life these days is rich and beautiful and the result of an ever unfolding adventure in not knowing what's next. The depth of joy in my life experience reinforces my understanding that where I'm going, that is to say the experiences to come, will be rich and beautiful, too, even though I really have no idea what it will all look like.
How could I have known years ago that the boy who, it was said, may never walk or talk would get himself up at 5:45am today, get dressed, have the simple breakfast he pre-prepared last night, get his backpack together including the notebook he & I cleared out from last year, put on his new 'flip flops' (his first pair and they keep making him chuckle because of the literal "flip flop" sound they make; he says "Wouldn't it be fun to make a whole symphony from the sound of a lot of people's flip flops!"), wish me a wonderful day and greet the bus driver at 6:30am with a heartfelt "Good Morning!"? What I do know is that if I had tried to make happen some precognition of who or what he should be or be able to do that I would have missed the innumerable opportunities and blessings (some in the form of challenges) that have taken us here to this sweet morning.
What else I know is that if I try to make happen the details of my idea of what's possible next, I'll loose the greatest treasure of what's to come, the treasure that only Life and I can create together when I respond from the deep guidance within me to what Life brings to me in each moment. I don't know what form(s) that treasure will take, but I do know it is more exquisitely perfect than if I limited it to just what I can imagine. Mistake me not! I am an enthusiastic supporter of imagining, but it seems to me that imagination's gifts are best revealed when imagination is followed, nurtured into existence, not lead or forced, allowing a greater source of possibility than my own thinking and experience to inform and influence material manifestations. That's quite a bit like supportive parenting!
Zion is the miracle he is because we are allowing uncertainty to lead him ever more fully into the unique and perfect expression of Life that can come only through him. The joy in which I live is the same kind of miracle that welcoming uncertainty about my specific life path has offered.
I am aware that stepping along this life adventure in alignment with that kind of trust is a choice. It requires letting go of much of what most of us have been educated to (over) value about control and goal-orientation and devalue about surrender and process- or love-orientation. It is my choice and I'm grateful for the resultant experience of liberation and abundance in a way that has my heart bowing on my knees with humility and awe and leaping with radiant celebration!
How could I have known years ago that the boy who, it was said, may never walk or talk would get himself up at 5:45am today, get dressed, have the simple breakfast he pre-prepared last night, get his backpack together including the notebook he & I cleared out from last year, put on his new 'flip flops' (his first pair and they keep making him chuckle because of the literal "flip flop" sound they make; he says "Wouldn't it be fun to make a whole symphony from the sound of a lot of people's flip flops!"), wish me a wonderful day and greet the bus driver at 6:30am with a heartfelt "Good Morning!"? What I do know is that if I had tried to make happen some precognition of who or what he should be or be able to do that I would have missed the innumerable opportunities and blessings (some in the form of challenges) that have taken us here to this sweet morning.
What else I know is that if I try to make happen the details of my idea of what's possible next, I'll loose the greatest treasure of what's to come, the treasure that only Life and I can create together when I respond from the deep guidance within me to what Life brings to me in each moment. I don't know what form(s) that treasure will take, but I do know it is more exquisitely perfect than if I limited it to just what I can imagine. Mistake me not! I am an enthusiastic supporter of imagining, but it seems to me that imagination's gifts are best revealed when imagination is followed, nurtured into existence, not lead or forced, allowing a greater source of possibility than my own thinking and experience to inform and influence material manifestations. That's quite a bit like supportive parenting!
Zion is the miracle he is because we are allowing uncertainty to lead him ever more fully into the unique and perfect expression of Life that can come only through him. The joy in which I live is the same kind of miracle that welcoming uncertainty about my specific life path has offered.
I am aware that stepping along this life adventure in alignment with that kind of trust is a choice. It requires letting go of much of what most of us have been educated to (over) value about control and goal-orientation and devalue about surrender and process- or love-orientation. It is my choice and I'm grateful for the resultant experience of liberation and abundance in a way that has my heart bowing on my knees with humility and awe and leaping with radiant celebration!
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