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January 2009 
The quiet moments...
Posted on May 6th, 2007
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Meghan
Meghan
Family.
Some family you are born with, some you make along the way. I was blessed with two amazing sisters...and their terrific kids...and I have some of the most amazing friends who are undoubtedly my family by choice. I have to say, that even though I read so many things about detachment as a spiritual practice - I feel blessed in my attachment to the friends and family that I have - who share my world.
I'm spending time with my sister this month - and my two nieces (6 and 2). While her husband is preparing for their move to New Jersey, I'm lending a hand here to get their house on the market and simply to help out where I can. Oh My OHH, how naive I was (not having kids of my own I couldn't truly understand why my sis kept calling to ask when I was going to be there)...but for the last two days ---I now know much more about what it means to be a mom. A real Mom! From getting a wake up call at 3:00am and another "stealth bed crawler" at 6:30...my day starts "officially" at 7:00 and is non-stop until bedtime. Chaos, mayhem with lots of laughter and a touch of softness and awe and wrapped in a blanket of love is the best way to describe the course of the day...There definitely is no time for anything but IN THE MOMENT (which is exactly what I need right now).
But amid the chaos...there is a thread that weaves together the day - the quiet moment - kinda like Zero Point Energy (seemingly indistinguishable - but so mystical that you can't discount it - because IT is what makes infinite order out of the chaos...the nano-moments...that make life so precious, and why no matter what I read about "Detachment and Perspectives" - I say, no...LOVE, ATTACHMENT, FAMILY - all there is...this is the zero point "emptiness" that makes our existence meaningful. When a small soul crawls into your lap and lays her head on your breast to quietly be with you while listening to classical music, the nighttime ritual with her older sister, sharing the headphones of your ipod and the music that means so much to you - and sharing the day, the dreams, the imagination of a 6 year old - and her Auntie M. Having her turn to me and whisper softly " I love you, Auntie M"
My quiet moments - my family - my world - my attachments. I am truly blessed.
Some family you are born with, some you make along the way. I was blessed with two amazing sisters...and their terrific kids...and I have some of the most amazing friends who are undoubtedly my family by choice. I have to say, that even though I read so many things about detachment as a spiritual practice - I feel blessed in my attachment to the friends and family that I have - who share my world.
I'm spending time with my sister this month - and my two nieces (6 and 2). While her husband is preparing for their move to New Jersey, I'm lending a hand here to get their house on the market and simply to help out where I can. Oh My OHH, how naive I was (not having kids of my own I couldn't truly understand why my sis kept calling to ask when I was going to be there)...but for the last two days ---I now know much more about what it means to be a mom. A real Mom! From getting a wake up call at 3:00am and another "stealth bed crawler" at 6:30...my day starts "officially" at 7:00 and is non-stop until bedtime. Chaos, mayhem with lots of laughter and a touch of softness and awe and wrapped in a blanket of love is the best way to describe the course of the day...There definitely is no time for anything but IN THE MOMENT (which is exactly what I need right now).
But amid the chaos...there is a thread that weaves together the day - the quiet moment - kinda like Zero Point Energy (seemingly indistinguishable - but so mystical that you can't discount it - because IT is what makes infinite order out of the chaos...the nano-moments...that make life so precious, and why no matter what I read about "Detachment and Perspectives" - I say, no...LOVE, ATTACHMENT, FAMILY - all there is...this is the zero point "emptiness" that makes our existence meaningful. When a small soul crawls into your lap and lays her head on your breast to quietly be with you while listening to classical music, the nighttime ritual with her older sister, sharing the headphones of your ipod and the music that means so much to you - and sharing the day, the dreams, the imagination of a 6 year old - and her Auntie M. Having her turn to me and whisper softly " I love you, Auntie M"
My quiet moments - my family - my world - my attachments. I am truly blessed.
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