That Newness We Call Life
March 27, 2008
Wow. Extraordinary. Unmatchable. Can I just say that I have been and continue to be in the midsts of the purest of the pure moments of mindfulness. Its like I have left the world behind and am standing on one of the most incredible vistas I can imagine. My indescribable joy knows no bounds. I am floating among all positive emotions all at once for an incredibly long period of time.
...we gave birth to our newest addition to our family. Our new baby boy. He is beautiful. He is amazing. He is the spillover of love from that untarnished resevoir of human emotion within us all and the embodiment of all that is good and naturally joyful. We had quite the scare and almost lost him during the birth but he is doing really well now. After the initial panic of things not working out like they should, there were oh... 90 seconds of unspeakable agony when he attempted to embrace our world for his first time and we could not hear his first cry... Please son... please oh please cry for us... you've got to do it, son! please... and when that song finally came out of him, I gave up all of my fatherly soul as an offering to meet him. I finally got to embrace him. Our eyes met and I bathed him in my tears, my wife not a step behind me. Only two other times have my ears heard such beauty when my other two darlings gave us their first tender cries. Few times in life do things make such sense as they do right now.
My... word... My word is joyful. My word is pinnacle. My word is love. My word cannot be adequately described except only in the gentle ebb and flow found within the tapestry of familial bonding that I have witnessed in our now 5 members that comprises our family. Such emotion and beautiful transcendence cannot be known, maybe, unless you have had this sort of experience in one way or another. What a sacred treasure. What a celebration. New life... new promise... newness of all kinds, shapes and sizes found in the tiniest of adorable fingers, delicate wisps of hair, searching pleading eyes for his mamma (and daddy), and the sweet joyful smells of baby. Newness in witnessing a new big brother and a new big sister gently caressing their little brother's arm and face, cooing to him carefully and with much awe... such determination to make him part of their world. That sacred natural affection small children bring to this dynamic. Truly I have been blessed.
Please, share in my celebration by reflecting back to the sweetness of that time when you may have welcomed a newly formed and entirely helpless infant into your world. Please, for me, do hug your sweet children and tell them how special they are to you... because oh my, how truly special they are.
I am overwhlemed and gratefully lost in a gently caressing sea of wonderment and ecstacy that only the purest forms of joy and mindfulness can bring.
