I have watched intently as my children have grown along their way, looking from my kaleidoscope perception window eyes, them blossom and discover the intricate threads that shape and bind their own beautifulness to their absolute being..never knowing if what I saw would manifest and come to light, radiating through, shining brightly, illuminating them in their true capacity because sometimes life is dirty to our essence..
I see sparkles of this vision come through when I am sharing space with them engaging in moments of pure heart spirit and soul..i can feel them start to shed the extremities while stepping slowly into their own kingdom of truth, even if its for a split second before reverting back to the age that they are currently in..
we as humans wear the robe of words that have been spoken on to us, good bad indifferent negative and or positive..willingly because we know no better at our young age the manifesto created by the perception of others even as powerful as when there are no words spoken at all..
I don’t really believe we would wear the words of everyone if we knew the damage that is being created upon us over time..i have had to invest in a powerful magical eraser to the damaging things that have been said onto me over my life span even when breathed from my own tortured lips..there are times we believe we say things with a kind heart but in truth we had only our own interest and not the interest to who we spoke to, slicing the invisible threads that energetically we need to have in order to connect to and with others of our world..
I see within my children the spirit of absolute goodness, even through the hurdles that they will have to face again and again because that is how the world rolls at times and the path that was unintentionally paved for them when I walked upon the forest of my own ways..i wish for them absolute uniqueness to their own glory as they grow outward surpassing all the spoken limitations we infect our children with out of protection and control..
as much as of a mother that I am, wanting to see reflections and likeness of me in them, what I love witnessing is their own true extensions of themselves beaming outward from these cracks, shaking off the things that are no longer serving them customizing their own individual self as they begin to outgrow the cocoon of a shell..magnificently I watch this transition threw my beautiful kaleidoscope eyes in awe at how beautiful it is to witness..peace love faith hope