Sunday, May 20, 2007

Waking-up

She stands sweating before them. She knows their expectations are more than she can meet. Her inadequacies are brimming inside her and the doubt is overwhelming. They hardly recognize that she has entered the room—much too caught up in their own distractions. They talk with each other, planning, laughing and dreaming out loud. She envies their spirit and whim. She feeds on it, welcomes it, hoping to emulate such in her own life. At times, they are her teachers—ever shaping her as they take form themselves. It is blessed interdependence.
Finally, they notice she has come and her heart is lighter now, her confidence restores and doubts wilt into the corners of her mind. Only seconds pass before they erupt with joy at the sight of her standing before them. Their faces beam, their bodies rise and suddenly, the energy has changed in the room—it’s like a wave coming toward and upon her. They charge her and chant her name as if praising her, summoning her and memorializing her: “Mommy!”
The embrace—this circle of flesh symbolic of their love, the closeness emulates a time when she held them on the inside, she considers that now. Their energies interchange—nirvana. She melts into their soft, supple bodies as they each sustain the other in this blessed embrace. Together, they will embark upon yet another exploration of terrain, physical and psychical. They will dare and defy the world together. They will share, laugh and love. They will very likely yell and butt heads. But not before this embrace ends and maybe not even before the cereal pours into the milk…

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