You Say it's your Birthday....
... well, its MY BIRTHDAY TOO YEAH! :)
Yes, it really is my birthday today. How wild. 36 years old. What is so interesting about getting older is that in so many ways you truly don't feel any different than you did when you were turning 5 or 6 or whatever young age. It's really such an odd sensation, isn't it? It's like the little girl is still inside of me. Yeah, this one:
... and here I am now, 36, and in thousands of ways I don't feel any different than I did in that photo, when I was 5 years old. It's like part of you grows up, or truly matures, but there is still that little person there too. I understand now my Grandmother looking at her hands once and telling me that she say her Mother's hands there... and then my Mother, who is now 66, looking at her hands and saying the same things. If the Wheel continues to turn as it is now I too will look down and be amused and bewildered at the image of my Mother's hands where mine are suppose to be. I think this is all just part of the Lesson of living a human life. I'm sure the other Lessons that are associated with other forms of incarnated life are equally as important, but I can only guess at those. You know? I can ponder them, and meditate upon them now, and learn from the -- like, what does a slug think? why do worms come out when it rains, is there any thought there? -- but I can't really KNOW those lessons while in human form.
My new goals are to Seek the connection to Spirit, the Ancestors and Gods that I've always had -- but for whatever reason that is going on in the Worlds is somewhat skewed at the moment -- and reconnect. I need that so, so badly.
Well -- Happy Birthday to everyone else born on this day. And Happy Birthday to me too.
Yes, it really is my birthday today. How wild. 36 years old. What is so interesting about getting older is that in so many ways you truly don't feel any different than you did when you were turning 5 or 6 or whatever young age. It's really such an odd sensation, isn't it? It's like the little girl is still inside of me. Yeah, this one:
... and here I am now, 36, and in thousands of ways I don't feel any different than I did in that photo, when I was 5 years old. It's like part of you grows up, or truly matures, but there is still that little person there too. I understand now my Grandmother looking at her hands once and telling me that she say her Mother's hands there... and then my Mother, who is now 66, looking at her hands and saying the same things. If the Wheel continues to turn as it is now I too will look down and be amused and bewildered at the image of my Mother's hands where mine are suppose to be. I think this is all just part of the Lesson of living a human life. I'm sure the other Lessons that are associated with other forms of incarnated life are equally as important, but I can only guess at those. You know? I can ponder them, and meditate upon them now, and learn from the -- like, what does a slug think? why do worms come out when it rains, is there any thought there? -- but I can't really KNOW those lessons while in human form.
My new goals are to Seek the connection to Spirit, the Ancestors and Gods that I've always had -- but for whatever reason that is going on in the Worlds is somewhat skewed at the moment -- and reconnect. I need that so, so badly.
Well -- Happy Birthday to everyone else born on this day. And Happy Birthday to me too.
posted by Kestrel | 9:02 AM
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