The adjustment from school year to summer is easing into itself, after a couple of weeks. The girls are finding ways to entertain themselves, and we parents are doing our best to carve breaks for family time into our very busy, work-from-home life.
Our littlest one, already sure at eight years old that she's writer like her mama (and step dad, and uncle, and grandma and grandpa), has taken on the idea of writing a couple of books this summer. Our older child is reading her third novel of the summer (yes, it's only been two weeks), and in her spare time is creating collage pieces of fantastic skill.
The days ease, crunch, and race by in eddies of rushing and relaxing, the tide of family function revolving around a complexly multi-varient, yet utterly simple center; everyday we live into the love.
Yoga Mama's Ecstatic Presence Practice: The Gift of Recognition
Sometimes when I'm in the middle of a project, it's hard to hear a request for my attention as anything other than a distraction. And the less I pay attention, the bigger my loved-one's need gets for a moment of connection.
Soon, the chant of "MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM!" begins, and my edge starts rising.
The moment I remember that this is an opportunity for presence, and a chance for a moment of divine interaction, the energy shifts. All I need to do is come present in the Love.
I invite you to consciously enter into interaction as a moment of divine presence. Bring your whole self into your heart, and connect from there. Recognize the inherent wholeness, integrity, perfection in your loved ones, in strangers, in yourself. Make Love a verb.
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