My life is Old McDonald and shamanic drumming.
My life is chicken nuggets and kale smoothies.
My life is time outs and quiet meditation.
Our life is messy.
Our life is imperfect.
Our life is unique and beautiful and blessed.
Our life is ours, powered by determination.
Our life is Divine, fueled by Love.
Our life is little feet pressed into my back as we sleep –
a yearning for the comfort of the womb.
This chaos is our normal – if there is such a thing.
This life is struggle and learning and seeing the garden grow.
This time is my spiritual awakening –
and his childhood, a spiritual journey in and of itself.
December 31, 2018