Posts Tagged ‘portraits of children’

We’re all so busy today. No one has time to breathe anymore. I’m no busier than anyone else. I get frustrated and know I’m holding my breath just try to keep up the dizzying pace of owning a one-woman business, being a wife, being a mother, a grandmother, daughter, friend, etc. On a good day, I remember my old faithful, Ram Dass, and his words that still touch me from long ago… Be Here Now!

A perfect morning is where I get up, stretch, go out, and hit the park for three miles, and then come home and make a cup of decaf and sit down to read a bit. I can make a shift this way to having a good day no matter what I come upon… or what comes upon me! Today is one of those days.

So in all the craziness, one of the things I really enjoy that helps me really get in touch is creating portraits of children. I am reminded how simple life is, how playful and fun it can be, and how important it is to let our light shine like they do. They sooooooo get it!

I’ve gotten off track (what else is new)… One of my morning reads is Alan Cohen’s A Deep Breath of Life  for a daily dose of inspiration. I was behind and decided to read up on the past stories I’d missed. Ironically, I had been looking for one of my very favorites and there it was. Thought I’d share it with you today…

Jill With Friend

The parents of a four-year-old boy arrived home with his new baby brother. Soon the elder child began to pester his parents to leave him alone with the infant. Fearing that the four-year-old might hurt the baby, they refused. Finally, after the boy persisted, the parents consented. As a safeguard, they turned on the intercom to monitor the boy’s visit. Listening from the kitchen, they heard the older brother approach the crib, lean over, and ask the baby, “Tell me about God… I’m starting to forget.”

We have all forgotten about God, and we are starting to remember. We love children because they still bear the innocent light of heaven, and they have not yet been sullied by the pain and small thinking of the world. They are our connection to the divine.

The light that children shine still lives within us. It has not been lost, just covered over. The spiritual path is not one of attainment, but return. We are returning to our innate wisdom that the beauty we seek shines in us, through us, as us.

I hope today you let your light shine! I know I am!