Just wanted to share this beautiful poem I read in Mothering by Peggy O'Mara
There is time still for sitting in cafes in Paris sipping wine. Time still for going to meet the guru. There is time still. Now I am caring for eternity. Carrying bodies soft with sleep to beds of flowered quilts and pillows. Answering cries deep out of nighttime fears. Buckling shoes. Opening doors. Pretending. My soul now is dwelling in the house of tomorrow. Tomorrow there will be time for long leisurely conversations, for poems to write, and dances to perform. Time still. So I surrender now to them and this, knowing it is they who will teach me how to do it all.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Ah, Life!
I suppose this is the first launching of my inner-most thoughts and secrets of my soul into the internet abyss. Before I plunge in, let me explain myself briefly.
I am a scientist by training, and believe myself to be a rational, sensible, down-to-earth individual. Though, I will admit that I am an optimist at heart, I enjoy spontaneity, and I am somewhat of a dreamer. I am often immersed in one search for truth or another - truth in science, in religion, in my relationships, in myself. After giving birth to my son, I came to several realizations - one being that mothering is much less rational that I had anticipated. Being well-informed is paramount, but knowledge can only take you so far. And like most fields of knowledge - every parenting professional has a different theory about your child's truth.
In my quest for truth in mothering, I have found that it often requires taking a leap of faith - faith in our partners, in our God, and particularly in ourselves. If we can find the time and energy to really listen to our intuition - we may find that our truth was residing there all along.
I am a scientist by training, and believe myself to be a rational, sensible, down-to-earth individual. Though, I will admit that I am an optimist at heart, I enjoy spontaneity, and I am somewhat of a dreamer. I am often immersed in one search for truth or another - truth in science, in religion, in my relationships, in myself. After giving birth to my son, I came to several realizations - one being that mothering is much less rational that I had anticipated. Being well-informed is paramount, but knowledge can only take you so far. And like most fields of knowledge - every parenting professional has a different theory about your child's truth.
In my quest for truth in mothering, I have found that it often requires taking a leap of faith - faith in our partners, in our God, and particularly in ourselves. If we can find the time and energy to really listen to our intuition - we may find that our truth was residing there all along.
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