She danced to the new song emerging from within her. ~Jennifer
It feels so good to be in the season of summer; to have the warmth of the sun and the lushness of green surrounding me again. I’m finding a new rhythm. The early months of my son’s infancy have passed. There is a sadness knowing that I won’t pass that way again, but there is also the joy of now. The nighttime feedings and snuggles to comfort him through the teething process continue, coupled with infinite giggles and chuckles during the day. He and I typically wake with the sunrise. The light he brings has unlocked something within me. I’m more willing and able to tap into my maternal source. I’m not so afraid of mothering this time. And I’m not so reticent about embracing who I am.
On a deep level somewhere that I can’t quite pinpoint, I’m subtly and gradually loosening up. I’m becoming more connected to myself and to this land where we live. My daughter’s love of feeling her feet in the grass reminds me to take my shoes off and do the same. Motherhood is giving me a new sense of childhood. There’s a return to innocence. There’s a lack of inhibition. There’s structure and yet there’s freedom. There are wildflower bouquets to pick and empty snail shells to collect. There are stories to tell. There’s dancing in the morning light to the music of the birds. There’s a sense of setting out to find my place in this big world.