Eternal Breath
Our bond with our children is like breathing. It’s a ageless circuit. During this moment in time, we take in the focalized awareness of the other. This inward breath is quickly followed by the moment when we breathe ourselves back towards the other in a comparable manifestation of presence. How pleasing that circle can be, because it is life, the endless experience of delight to us and our children in the present moment.
If we do not inhale and exhale, we die. Yet somehow we forget that it is exactly the same with our relationships. They only live in the rise and fall of mutual affection every minute. It is too easy to hang out with our kids without engaging emotionally. Our mind is in the present or the past. This is the 1st step in the direction of a child crisis.
We are together with our children but our spirits are missing in action. It looks like we are breathing but we are suffocating. So our relationships perish. And so much like breath are they, that we die when they die.
Eternity lives in the present moment. It is our present breath or relationship. It resides within the reciprocation of that breathing. If we are not present in that place, life is like a ghost. It haunts us yet it’s not there.
Being there with our kids brings us to a place of timelessness. As it encircles our hearts and minds, we savor the refreshing drafts of eternity and discover whispers of mystery and wisdom over and above our finite lives. This breath floods our kid’s lonesome souls. It is mysterious, not fully expressible maybe, like a mother looking into her baby’s eyes.
Breathing is a lot like a relationship, the one we have with our kids. It holds us in the only reality we have-the present. There, mindfully focusing our total awareness on our kid, we find life and reality, and smooth or avert a child crisis. There, in a moment of respiration, we mix as one-and enter eternity.