It’s the eve before my birthday and I reflect like every year where I am in my life where I’m going and if it’s where I want to be. Except this year, I think if I’m doing the things I promised I would do as the mother of a 3-year-old.
She’s wild and free and curious and connected. She is well travelled adaptable loving and spirited she’s amazing. I’m afraid of the same things for her as I am for myself; consumption, excess, lack of simplicity. And loosing sense of identity before she has the opportunity to even recognise what one is in a world where few people actually know who they are what they are capable of and what gifts they have to offer the world.
We are Exactly where we need to be… with the universe and with each other deeply in love.