Okay so one more sleepless night and that’s it I give up. Or do I? A genie comes to me and asks me to make a wish. I pause. I wait for the wish in me to emerge. I realise I have nothing to wish for not even a full nights sleep. Nada. I am fulfilled in every way, and the whole of me feels the whole of the whole. 

Ah, then I know as I watch my baby fall asleep, that really, he is the best teacher I have. Just imagine how proud he might feel and finally fully accepted and validated by his mamas full bodied presence after her healing is complete. Yep, they feel it all. 

When your resistance takes the back seat and the rigidity of routine and trying to control how life blossoms, the you in you finally emerges fully relaxed safe and ready to start creating again. Your zeal is back. You notice how light you feel. The spring in your step takes you onward. 

Your little one loves to explore. He stops every few seconds. You are still smiling and this time so much so your heart is bursting at its seams for the love you feel is so profound. The rush to get somewhere has gone. The timer is out, and with that gone, all you have is the present.

The joy of the present is being present to it – not partly – but – as – the – whole – of – you. 

The whole arrives when you take courage and charge of your own life starting with your reactions and responses to life. Worry only about your own awareness, let the rest be. 

Play your part well, and you will be awarded with the sole directorship of your own play. 

Blessings 

Mama kee