03 12, 2012
To my beautiful painted boy:
I am not afraid of your fear, Indigo. I will step into it and meet your fear with trust.
“And what about your fear?” you ask.
My fear? I’ll meet that with trust, too, for you and for me.
Yours is the domain of Light, lightness of being, lightness of heart, a warden for the captive yet unfettered Self, for the eternally untamable in each of us.
An innocent aliveness will find the safe space between us. Let’s both breathe deeply from that vibrant space, maintaining our own self-carriage in such a way that we affirm our shared dignity.
Take your time, my beautiful boy, you can never let me down.
I am hopeful. We have a collection of memories that draw us forward toward what matters.
A kind of Gypsy spirit, you remind me to trust the Intelligence of Life’s unfolding.
I remember you once said, “reality only happens moment by moment.”
I am listening to hear you. I am watching to see you. I am determined to understand our common language.
For the sake of what do we do this work together?
Peace… even here.