Creation
I am an estuary into the sea.
I am a wave of the ocean.
I am a powerful ox.
I am a hawk on a cliff.
I am a dewdrop in the sun...
~Celtic song of creation
It is a powerful and renewing experience to feel recreated, to feel
born anew. As I think back on the last year as my darling Linde's birthday approaches, I think of creation. My own creation. It has washed over me like a Finnish tide and I reflect on how lucky I am to be reborn in many incarnations. Lover and mother being the most exhilirating and the most demanding, sometimes even terrifying. But all I must do is look into my Linde's eyes and I am whole and at peace again, recreated once more by his love.
I hope that many of you will come to his birthday party and celebrate the man I love who is the light of mine and Olivia's lives.
I am a wave of the ocean.
I am a powerful ox.
I am a hawk on a cliff.
I am a dewdrop in the sun...
~Celtic song of creation
It is a powerful and renewing experience to feel recreated, to feel
born anew. As I think back on the last year as my darling Linde's birthday approaches, I think of creation. My own creation. It has washed over me like a Finnish tide and I reflect on how lucky I am to be reborn in many incarnations. Lover and mother being the most exhilirating and the most demanding, sometimes even terrifying. But all I must do is look into my Linde's eyes and I am whole and at peace again, recreated once more by his love.
I hope that many of you will come to his birthday party and celebrate the man I love who is the light of mine and Olivia's lives.