Energetically, I’m a baby chick.
Standing in the kitchen at 7:30 in the morning recently, we had such a lovely *and* very real conversation about something that Josh is handling at work that goes back to what happened on the steps of the Capitol on 1/6.
We love bringing Nolan into our lives and telling him just as much as we might tell each other about whatever is going on for us personally or professionally.
As Josh was explaining the legal action that needs to be taken that he’s leading, I had an overwhelming feeling of appreciation for, not only the moment we were bringing Nolan into, but for the son, the young man, that I get to commune with.
I love my time with him. And his spontaneous hugs throughout the day, especially throughout the last 10 months, have been especially sweet.
I know you’ve felt that feeling when you’re looking at your son or daughter, regardless of their age, and feel the love coming through your entire being?
That was this moment.
And it’s tied to this feeling of simply wanting more time with Nolan and not wanting this life I have *with* him to end.
This last year served as reflection (as many years do) and had me and certain friends think more / feel more of our own mortality.
As they know, because I’ve shared it with them, I’m not afraid to die, but when I have these moments with Josh and Nolan (and especially Nolan these days) when I feel immense love for him/them, I think to myself I’M NOT DONE.
It’s true that I don’t feel afraid to die (my relationship to death has always been that it’s part of the cycle of life ~ so do do do and be be be (LIVE!) so when it comes, you’re “ready”), but I am afraid to feel not done. Or — said another way…to lose out on time with him, regardless of my age.
In many ways, I want to die feeling alive, and at the same time I want to die feeling like every last drop of who I was and could bring was used (and then some). Maybe it’s the same thing?
Perhaps if there’s a thought going through our minds at the end it is exactly that: I’m not done, I’m not done, I’m not done (and yet our vehicles are…done).
So, with these beautiful thoughts rolling on through that help me live better –
…I’m rolling back sweater sleeves and staying in very warm slippers this morning (must turn on heat — how oh how is Nolan in bare feet?!) and ready to continue doing the work this family and that our country and world needs, too. Energetically, I’m (channeling) a baby chick.
I know so many of us have much to give ~ and 2021, as with every year, is the year to g i v e i t.
Let’s make happiness your business by creating your authentic brand…
To the best of the rest of your life.
Life is good,