Where did you reside before
you made your entrance here?
Was it in the darkness beyond the sun?
Did you dance within the Milky Way
and skip among the countless stars
that crowd the cosmos far and wide?
Did you slide down moonbeams
and have the glowing dust of
nebulae sparkle through your hair?
Did you sit at the feet of the Masters
who meditate in the ethers
to raise the vibration of all existence?

An astral body was your vehicle then, created
of light and prana that you transported
effortlessly between the myriad
planes of existence. Nothing hindered
your explorations and curiosity of
All That Is. You dwelt there in a state of
Connection to Every Thing with joy and delight.

O, Tiny Giant, now you have taken a human form
and chosen those who will guide, teach and protect
you as you journey on to continue your adventures.
What path will you seek to take?
Follow your light.
Follow your breath.
Ride the waves of nature and learn from the wind,
the water, trees and animals. They teach freedom.
You need nothing else but belief in yourself.

O, Divine Kali Devi, I hold you in
light and love as you expand
in consciousness
during your stay in this
Earthly realm.
May you be surrounded in love.
May you always feel safe.
May you live in peace.
May grace and acceptance be yours.

The Wheel of Becoming
continues its spin
throughout your
comings and goings.
 Its energy
propels you
ever forward
toward your
Knowingness and Ease.

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Mira Jaya Rose-Hutner, 16 months old

Mira Jaya Rose-Hutner, 16 months old

The Leaf Gatherer

At first it was the green ones
that attracted her eye
as if they still had a bit of
life force left in them and their
suppleness felt a kinship
with her searching fingers.

But soon she took to
gathering the yellowed
and slightly mottled
leaves.  She stuffs
them in both hands,
as many as she can
cram, clutching them
dearly.  If one should
escape and fall it is
summarily retrieved
and gripped even tighter.

Our daily walks become
slowed by this activity
but I am intrigued and
watch her with
affectionate interest and
patience.  What is this
quest?  What is she
learning about the world
around her through this
repeated endeavor?
Do I really need to know?

And each day as I pick her
up to go inside after our
explorations and studies
of the outdoors
her tiny hands spontaneously
open scattering them once again
to pattern the ground.

Mira’s First Christmas

Photo: Mira's first Christmas!

This is Mira…my granddaughter…this photo was taken on Christmas Day.  Mira was dressed in her red flowered Christmas dress but it was so warm that she didn’t need a blouse under it or the cute tights that her Auntie Mahan had bought for her.  She’s four months old now and I’m enjoying her company three days a week and loving every minute with her.  It seems like every week she’s learning and accomplishing more skills.  She’s trying out all kinds of sounds with her voice…sometimes turning them into “singing”.  She’s a good girl, a delight…I’m so fortunate to be in her company.


                                                                    Photo by Saraswati Rose

This is Mira.  She’s my first grandchild.  She’s two months old.  She and her parents went on a road trip this past week to attend a wedding in South Carolina.  This photo was taken along the way.  She apparently enjoyed the trip and was a good little traveler.

These days I’m spending three days a week with her while her parents are at work.  I LOVE her!

Mira Jaya

I was on a wild adventure this past week.  No apologies when I say I didn’t mind being away from the blogging world for one minute…excitement was happening.

Mira Jaya and Gigi (Grandma Gayle)

I was in Sebastian where my daughter and her husband live to attend the birth of my granddaughter and first grandchild.  I left home last Saturday to be ready if the labor began over the weekend.  Sebastian is on the east coast of Florida, south of Melbourne.  It’s a sleepy, small retirement community…quiet and breezy from the winds coming off the Indian River and Atlantic Ocean. 

Mira Jaya Rose-Hutner was born Monday night, September 3rd (Labor Day) at the Indian River Medical Center in Vero Beach.  She weighed 8lbs. 6oz. and was 20 ½ inches long.  She came into the world very curious and looking around and seemingly listening when you spoke quietly to her.  Her Daddy held her close after she had been checked out…you could feel the love.  My daughter and the baby are doing very well. 

I arrived back home last night still flying high over the addition of this sweet, precious, new being in our family.  The best news of all…I’ve been asked to take care of little Mira when her Mom returns to work in a few weeks.  I’ll be moving over there within the next couple of months.  I can’t believe my good fortune.

Mira and Dad

Sharing this today with Occupy Blogosphere over at Soul Dipper’s place.  What’s more inspiring than a new little being entering our world?


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