Today is a very important day. My youngest sister is being inducted into motherhood today. Today is a miracle and a milestone. I can’t stop crying. I feel like every time one of my loved ones brings a new life into the world, I too am reborn. How can that be? I haven’t figured that part out yet. I just know that I am shedding old layers to prepare for interacting with the purest form of all that is, in the shape of a tiny human. I have a strong desire to call forth within myself the purest vibration I can muster, to match this pure positive potential on his way. Babies are infinite love, infinite potential, purely attune with infinite intelligence, unconditional love. I don’t care if that sounds redundant. It’s the best way I know to capture their essence. The process by which this being comes into the world and into this specific family is utter magic. I am acutely aware of the love tethering us together that precedes our physical introduction. I can sense our mutual awareness of each other intensifying, moment by moment. Of course, that is all facilitated by the close connection I share with my sister, his mother. Queue more tears!
I am excited and ready to meet you dear little one. I am also not in any rush. I am savoring the long, drawn-out moments of this day. Each second reveals more to me. I’m becoming too. I’m becoming the most expansive version of myself to date. I’m stretching past inner limiting perceptions. I’m opening wide to all the beautiful possibilities, aspects of life I cannot yet even imagine. Darling little one, you have inspired the best version of me to come through with you. Thank you for choosing us. Thank you for all you’ll lead us into! Thank you for the love that is already pouring into the world through you. What a gift. What an honor.