mother moment

Child returns from adventure with papa.  Outside on the deck shaking a rug, I see his face and wave, feeling the usual joy and excitement in my heart.  He’s back!  Easily, quickly notice the posture, the energy of something off in him.  His usual, expected, reliable bounding joy rests underneath something heavy.  Basking in my mama’s heart, the knowing of her child, I drop all that I was engaged in, as entire being goes to be present with the boy.  

The singularness of purpose feels good.  Clear.  Everything that I was happily pursuing falls away as if never having been.  Pointed focus on the child and anything he may need.  No wavering, no wondering, no scattered thoughts anymore as mind hones in, with heart, to meet the child. 

  I am a mother. 

      In moments like these all that I am sings Mother.  I am every woman that has ever lived to see their own child.  The definition of mother fills my chest and walks my legs out of the house to the young human just returned from adventure. 

No fear or worry, just quiet focus on the being of pure Love before me.  I am mother simply because I allow myself to be mothered perfectly by God.  I openly and intentionally receive God’s Love every single morning and many moments throughout each day.  So I can walk to my baby with peaceful heart and meet what ever it is that covers his joy.  Anything.  Give me what ever it is, all of it, your truth dear one, I want it and I can handle all of it.  God holds me up and holds me tight and there is enough to hold you and your burden.  Come here into my arms and rest.  All is well.  

I Love that feeling, that sureness, the knowing that all is well.  I love that I can see from way up on the deck that something is off with the child.  I love knowing him so well that just a glance tells me all I need to know.  I go to him and make Love available, filled with appreciation and joy as he accepts, climbing into my lap to talk and cry.  I am blessed.  I am the richest woman in the world to have this little man trust me, share his heart with me, rest with me.  I am fulfilled.

Thank God he’s ok.  Thank God it wasn’t worse.  Thank God he’s here telling me about it.  All is well.