Dear Aaron,
Today on Father's Day, I asked you What do you love most about being a father? and you replied Everything. Every moment. I want you to know that Sasha feels this every day of his life.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
gathering
I know what I have lost; I am waiting to learn what I have gained in its place. Understand ing will come only when we have moved further along this path of healing.
Labels:
parenting with cancer,
transplant journey
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
my birthday
Birthdays are days when one's soul mingles with the divine. It is an opportunity to aspire to more because the universe is more receptive to you and your place in this world. I've been told this by many teachers but I don't know if I would have believed this as a child, having one too many calamities occur on this day and experiencing many other years when no mention was given to this day as one to honor.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
The Color of Dreams
Welcome to the June Carnival of Natural Parenting: Outdoor fun
This post was written for inclusion in the monthly Carnival of Natural Parenting hosted by Hobo Mama and Code Name: Mama. This month our participants have shared their stories and tips for playing outside with kids. Please read to the end to find a list of links to the other carnival participants.
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Where there are flowers, there are faeries. Just a few steps into the garden, my son and I slip away into another world where nothing is at it seems. We drink in lustrous streams of color, alluring scents, bees humming, shapes and textures and tastes, waves of energy, healing sun, and the secrets and wisdom known to those who sit with plants, touch them, taste them, listen to their words tracing our ears like a warm breeze. The garden is a womb for conception and growth--it is life itself--and into this space I bring Sasha, so that he too can experience the magic of the green world.
This post was written for inclusion in the monthly Carnival of Natural Parenting hosted by Hobo Mama and Code Name: Mama. This month our participants have shared their stories and tips for playing outside with kids. Please read to the end to find a list of links to the other carnival participants.
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Where there are flowers, there are faeries. Just a few steps into the garden, my son and I slip away into another world where nothing is at it seems. We drink in lustrous streams of color, alluring scents, bees humming, shapes and textures and tastes, waves of energy, healing sun, and the secrets and wisdom known to those who sit with plants, touch them, taste them, listen to their words tracing our ears like a warm breeze. The garden is a womb for conception and growth--it is life itself--and into this space I bring Sasha, so that he too can experience the magic of the green world.
Labels:
everyday ephiphanies,
mindful mothering,
rhythm
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