I recently came into the world of a family and for just a brief moment I sensed my admiration turn to envy as I witnessed geese attend to their young.
How the three geeselings frolic, ran to their parents and parents responding with such love it made me shudder and as if what they wanted their parents to prove to me was approved of, the little show offs scurried away to be on their own- content and without a care in the world or what their stand-by-admirers were thinking of them or learning from them- and they are not even close to the human kingdom in the area of I.Q
Had I not dealt with my own nuance about the nurturing role of responsible parenting I would be cheesed off with Life or God- in that instant- for not giving children the perfect family. And so, what I witnessed just a few days ago was somehow God telling me that Life gives the perfect family to children and perfect children to family. The only reason I did not argue with the consciousness that was buzzing away in the quiet of my heart is because I have accepted this fact… again another lesson that how long ago or how much time it took is irrelevant. I am happy in a relieved kind of way that I transcended the fear that my family failed me or I failed my family and that the gnarled branches of ancestry were a mistake I had to keep in deep secrecy.
The best part is that I am free to let go of traditions and beliefs of culture- religious dogmas, social statutes or otherwise that do not serve any intrinsic merit to assist with living well without guilt/shame of disowning the ancestors or feel remorse for my reluctance to pass it on to the descendents of the world. I also have no need or desire to compare my family with any other family and then harangue God or Life about how my life turns out because of this that or the other and then try ot fix what God has already done- perfectly and then blame God for creating screw-ups. Is it any wander and wonder there is so much humming going on in the world of the dead and opulent afterlife!
Had I not dealt with my own nuance about the nurturing role of responsible parenting I would be cheesed off with Life or God- in that instant- for not giving children the perfect family. And so, what I witnessed just a few days ago was somehow God telling me that Life gives the perfect family to children and perfect children to family. The only reason I did not argue with the consciousness that was buzzing away in the quiet of my heart is because I have accepted this fact… again another lesson that how long ago or how much time it took is irrelevant. I am happy in a relieved kind of way that I transcended the fear that my family failed me or I failed my family and that the gnarled branches of ancestry were a mistake I had to keep in deep secrecy.
The best part is that I am free to let go of traditions and beliefs of culture- religious dogmas, social statutes or otherwise that do not serve any intrinsic merit to assist with living well without guilt/shame of disowning the ancestors or feel remorse for my reluctance to pass it on to the descendents of the world. I also have no need or desire to compare my family with any other family and then harangue God or Life about how my life turns out because of this that or the other and then try ot fix what God has already done- perfectly and then blame God for creating screw-ups. Is it any wander and wonder there is so much humming going on in the world of the dead and opulent afterlife!
The serenity to accept the things that I cannot change led me to the fork of the road where I feel safe to let the generational grave of ancestral artefact rest in peace, trusting that their work has been done and done well and continues to do well. I therefore enjoy the idea of my descendants being as numerous as the sand on the seashore- be it in form or in spirit and I remain willing to continue to be my best and carry on with life, living on Life’s terms and life’s conditions. Consciousness has already approved of my intention and so all is well.
I sense that is what the geese family were put on my path to share with me about Life.
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