I love the quiet of the morning. It’s my favorite time of the day. The sun peeking through the windows, beginning to fill up each room. The long cuddles on the coach with my babies as we stretch our bodies and begin to wake up to the sounds and smells of the day. Its a new start, a fresh beginning and we get to experience every single day we are alive on this earth. As I write this, this morning; coffee in hand, I have the whole house to myself. This doesn’t come often when you have kids, but I have it today and I am revelling in it.
I had a very special morning with my son last week, while we were at the beach. For some ungodly reason he woke up every morning at 5:15 on the dot every single day we were there. I love the morning, but not till about 6:30 am. However, this one particular morning as we were sitting on the coach together, the only ones awake, sun peaking through the giant windows looking out to the front yard of the house; an entire family of dear came and began grazing on the lawn right in front of us. Xander and I just sat there in awe, mesmerized by the scene in front of us. It was like they came just for me and him. The male of the group looked up and could see us through the window and I swear he stared right at us for a solid minute. It was majestic.
These kinds of moments don’t happen all the time, its what makes them so very special. Its like in that moment everything aligns and you can literally feel the pulse of the planet and see the inner connectedness of us ALL. I live for these moments. The times when the confusion and fear of this life washes away and in your presence is the divinity of God/Creation. It’s why this year of rediscovering my genius is becoming so very very important to me. When we are able to witness the genius of god and all its creation as we move through this world, we begin to see it within ourselves.
The light that has always been on inside of me has begun to create a spot light on my gifts and it’s making me realize just how profoundly unique and individual I am, and in the same breath helping me to see how integral the expression of this uniqueness is for ALL of us. It’s not about perfection, its about expression; and all too often we don’t express ourselves authentically, because we are so caught up in doing it “right” and in being perfect.
The deer that Xander and I witnessed the other morning, were simply BE-ING a part of god’s creation, they were being the light and expression of their genius, which in their own way is medicine for this world. It certainly was medicine for me and Xander, because I think we went though our day and the remainder of our week feeling lighter and yet more grounded.
I guess my point here is this; When we allow ourselves to simply be in our genius, to simply be the authentic expressions of our souls desires, we become a healing light. We may never know who we are helping as we shine this light, but it is happening alway and in ALL ways. That family of deer were a gift for me and my boy that morning and were encouragement for me to keep being and to keep shining my light. They reinforced my mission of rediscovering my genius and just how important it is that I do just that.
*The meanings associated with the deer combine both soft, gentle qualities with strength and determination:
Gentleness
Ability to move through life and obstacles with grace
Being in touch with inner child, innocence
Being sensitive and intuitive
Vigilance, ability to change directions quickly
Magical ability to regenerate, being in touch with life’s mysteries
