Birthday Storytime

Bear with me here in the flight of my imagination.

My birthday is approaching and because it is one of those decade birthdays (70), I am taking my time savoring it in the approach.

This morning I was imagining a possible scenario of how a life comes together.

Love sparks a light. All the ancestors, like fairy godmothers at the birth of a Disney princess vie to give their particular blessings and attributes to this spark as the fetus comes together in a most miraculous way (imagining a cosmic 3-D printer here).

Sometimes there are glitches.

Jumping forward, a being of flesh and blood is birthed with this spark and made of all of these lessons and blessings.

As the being unfurls she is mostly unaware of the intensity of magic, grace, miracle, whatever this spark of life and flesh is called, is. She simply begins. She is sometimes nurtured, sometimes injured. She tries to figure it all out and is knowingly and unknowingly guided from within, guided by the cosmic ocean that pulls her life, her spark, and draws it near, guided by the chattering of her aunties and uncles, her grandmothers and grandfathers, that flow in her blood.

And sometimes, when she is lucky, the veil is drawn and she sees, or maybe the currents draw her together with someone who has seen, who gifts her with a mirror and guidance. What a magnificent gift!

She sees, she looks away, she sees, she looks away, she sees.

She sees and realizes that this is a first step and the seeing gradually seeps into this miraculous glitch of a life and begins to transform her. The miracle of it all is in the unfolding.

Caveat: It’s not always fun, sometimes it’s hard, seeing and then not seeing is dizzying, feeling guided and then feeling overwhelmed and lost, feeling supported and feeling alone, experiencing our glitches, experiencing the oneness. Something happens when sparks gather and “become” the flame and then the spark separates again.

70, here I come🔥

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Laura Pallas2 Comments