Over the past month I've gone from having 3 kids in the house full time to just 1. Last week was my first week with just Henry. I am amazed at the difference! I guess it's been a while since I only had one kid. It feels really distant and strange. Like I'm moving into a new season. I think I am.
It was very quiet last week. I know it's hard to believe being that Henry is 2. But for the most part it was quiet. A great deal of space opened up to me. The space was uncomfortable. I wanted to quickly fill it up with work and activities. But something was telling me otherwise. So I entered in to the quiet and sat there for a while. I resisted the urge to fill it with noise, mostly.
It was a terrifying and amazing experience.
There was time for healing. Time for tears. Time for meditation. Time for listening. Time for breathing. Time for planning.
Time for being.
Yes, this is certainly a new season. I figure I have two choices. I can either embrace the newness and walk into it or be afraid of it and try to manipulate or change it.
This choice is all mine.
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