1 year ago today I had my son. And I don’t think it was just chance that River was born just two days after my birthday.
My water broke the night of my thirtieth year, beginning my initiation into a new life.
Nearly 365 days ago, my life looked completely different. I was just a few hours away from giving birth to a beautiful new soul, well, two in fact.
The winding road, or as we call it in our house, the wild River, took me to new depths, washed away all unnecessary and unused parts of my B.C. (before child) life, and baptized me into the light tribe. You know, that soulful, shining group of people who have experienced first hand that beautiful Rumi quote:
The wound is the place where the light enters.
This is the light tribe.
Today I want to thank myself for deciding (it was a choice) to flow with the River instead of paddle agains’t its strong current.
I also want to thank my son for showing up in my life when I didn’t think I needed him, but I did. I thought I was awake before I met him, but I had much more awakening to experience.
His light is so bright that I had to shed much of my darkness to be around such an enlightened soul. What a path he has already chosen, to help me and so many people that he touches. There’s no denying that this little guy has a BIG heart, soul, and purpose.
How humbling it is to be his mama. How enlightening it is to be me now.
Of course, there’s always improvement to be made, or new challenges to face, but they’re different now. It’s more of a sense of “I’ve got this” vs. “What the F do I do, now?”
So, I am grateful. Thankful. Joyful. Present.
And I cannot forget to thank all the other members of the light tribe out there. In any form or fashion, but I’m talking to you most dearly mamas.
You’ve been struck. Wounded. Disarmed. Cut.
Your identity is not what it once was. You’re scared, unsure, anxious, sad.
Feel your wound. Wrap your heart around it. This is not happening because you are weak, but because you are strong and worthy of the biggest, brightest light in the Universe. Dare you say “Thank you for the lesson.” Now, you may utter those words weeks or years after, but you will.
You have the chance to be reborn.
Choose the light — and as always — shine bright, warrior.