My latest BMAC piece. Thought I would share here. If you like, please buy me a coffee or two. 💖🙏
Victoria
Earlier today, my daughter and I were eating breakfast. She was looking outside when she suddenly said, “Oh mom, look! A mama and her baby!” I looked outside and saw a mom pushing a little one in a jogging stroller. The baby was bouncing his little legs, hands on the support bar. He was looking up in that baby look of awe, mouth open in a little “O”, taking in the blue sky, sunlight bouncing off the trees. He was clearly lost in the moment, enthralled. You could see the sense of wonder. He was taking in everything.
I looked over at my own daughter, well into her teen years, wondering ‘Where did the time go?’ When I was a new parent, someone once told me, “The days are long but the years are short.” How true this is. I looked at my girl watching this little baby go by, taking me back to a time when she was that age. I would push her around the neighborhood in her stroller. What should have normally been a 15-minute walk would often turn into 45 minutes or an hour because she, too, would get lost in the moment and take it all in. We would stop so she could examine a flower or stop and say hello to the neighborhood cat, who was usually sitting on his front step during our afternoon walks and was more than eager to pitter-pat across the street to say hello.
I think a lot about the world today. As a mom, I sometimes wake up with that sense of fear. How will she navigate this world as it is? Especially these days, where we are seeing some really horrible things being exposed, horrifying things that have been done to our children in particular. As mentioned before, I not only write in this space, I also write elsewhere. What some call “conspiracy theorist” I prefer the term “Pattern Recognition Specialist.” I am able to see things others cannot. Patterns. Hunches. I’m highly sensitive, intuitive, highly curious, INJF on the personality spectrum, perhaps with some bits of ADHD and autistic-like tendencies thrown in (I once had a psychologist tell me I had “autistic tendencies” to which I immediately thought that would make for a really cool name for a Punk Rock Band). I’ve had an insatiable thirst for truth since I was a child. Who am I? Why am I here? Why is the world the way it is? Why am I being taught these subjects in school? Is this all there is to know about this reality? Who was Jesus? Why is God always a male?
Those sorts of questions. As I grew older, those questions morphed into “What is wrong with this world? Why is there so much poverty and disease, war and suffering? Why do we have to pay to live here? Who runs this place anyway? (I want to talk to them and demand a refund!) I never once allowed anyone to shut me down with the usual, “that’s just how it is here.”
That search has never stopped.
And what is coming out now via these files being released is not surprising me.
A year or so ago, I wrote this song. At the time I titled it, “Everything”. It has no lyrics. Until today, I wasn’t even sure what it was about. Watching that baby finding such joy in that one moment, with everything going on in the world, that little one was in its innocent state of being fully in the now. Lost in everything of that moment. In every moment, we have the ability to feel everything.
The message of my song is that even with all the big chaotic volatile things that we’re seeing coming out on top of what we’re seeing happening on the world stage, there is still something Eternal within each of us that isn’t really that much different.
We all want to see our children thriving, happy, and healthy.
And, maybe I’m naive. I’m hopeful that we can find a way to unite. Remembering who we are. That no matter how old we are, we still have the capacity to push past the noise of the world and tune in to what’s real. The Everything within each of us. And just like that baby, pause in the chaos. Find reason for joy. Find the beauty in the simplest moments. Peace in the chaos. I invite you to take time today to do that. Sit on your front porch, let your feet dangle. Watch the sun’s rays bounce off the puddle or the leaf fluttering in the breeze.
For now, in a Divine moment of grace, I am having my own Everything moment with my daughter, who has just informed me she did a Google search using her voice. “Nonprofits that help pay rent near me”. What came up? “Shrimp cocktails and the sea near me.” 😂
May your Everything find you. For now, I leave you with my song that inspired this piece. Everything.
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Victoria
