When I first found out I was pregnant, I dreamed of having a little girl. I daydreamed of pretty linen rompers and bows on her head in all colors of the bohemian rainbow. I imagined being able to teach her how to be strong and capable in such a chaotic world…how to be brave and speak her truth despite all the hands that would try to cover her mouth.
I found out I was having twin boys around my 5th month of pregnancy and it was quite the shock for me. I hadn’t quite prepared myself for boys….
Little by little, I realized that this was a blessing in the purest form. I am the mother to not only one little boy, but to two. Two little boys who will turn into men.
I have the ability to raise my sons in light and love.
As parents, we have the weight of our children’s world on our shoulders. Our children learn to love, how to respect, how to treat others with kindness, how to use their words, and so much (SO MUCH) more from us. We have the ability to change the World (their World)….one mindful act at a time.
Martin and I sat down at the beginning of the year and had a long talk about how we want to raise our sons (If you have yet to have this talk, it is never too late). How we want them to equate power and strength with compassion and honor vs cruelty and destruction. How we want them to understand that the differences they hold with other beings are to be looked at with empathy and understanding instead of judgment or shame. How we can keep their hearts and minds open while the World constantly tells them to “toughen up”, “be a man”, or “stop crying like a little girl.”
I cannot change the World that my sons live in, but I can love them with every fiber of my soul.
I cannot stop people from hurting them, but I can teach them how to understand their emotions and use their words. I cannot shape them into who I wish for them to be, but I can respond mindfully and respectfully to who they are – right here and right now.
I am honored to have had them choose me to light their way.