Post-Op and the New Year

Dear Ones,

Felix's surgery went fine. The anesthesia was always for me the scary part, and he dived into and out of that with barely a ripple. An hour after the surgery he was famished, and back to his smiling self. We were able to breathe again with ease.

I wrote more about that day over on the Caring Bridge site, and later this year i'll bring all those posts over here to this website --both the journal and guestbook entries.

The hardest part about writing this book is stopping. Each week seems to bring new understandings; the Fall shattered so much, and so much of beauty has grown up through the cracks. In addition to another excerpt that i just posted, here's a brief bit from the book that touches obliquely on that particular struggle:

This first "re-entry" into our life at home showed not only the challenges we had as a family, but the tightrope walk ahead of navigating our spirituality.

My connection to Spirit was now fully exposed, my essence as a Spiritual Being now undeniable. The tilting between that simmering, glowing awareness and the need to make plans, deal with diapers and pay utility bills was the beginning of a labor that continues to this day –how to live both in Spirit, and in this world at the same time.

It plays out in Felix all the time: occasionally, he will want something fiercely, and will let it affect him to frustration or even anger if he doesn't get his way –quite natural child's behavior. The next moment he will take all that bounty of jagged energy and storm up to his altar and demand loudly to be left by himself, to pray quietly and alone.

It continues. We are eternally grateful.

We all wish you continual Beauty and Joy in your lives,

much much love,
m