The September winds brought rain, watering the land, washing the roofs and my soul too, and, along with the birdsong and the grass sprouts, my inner child returned. My heart was filled with joy, for it was me returning home.
My child arrived waking me up in flashes, asking me to look, to look at the stars having fun in the dawn constellation and telling me about the “golden hour”, the spark of the first look between a mother and her baby.
Thus, a new perspective emerged from this gaze and an understanding began to form in my heart — transitory, as they all truly are — that later I decided to write, in three parts: The Gaze, Releasing and Mother Gaia.
The Gaze
A spark, a tiny spark ignites in the energy of the encounter between feminine and masculine, in completeness, in unity, and the Spirit in Gaia celebrates a new life. Earth and stars conceive the tiny body that houses the Light itself.
The woman welcomes and nurtures in her womb the mystery of life — numinosity molded and cherished by universal hands. And at the precise moment, according to human stories, she rediscovers herself as a mother, presenting to the Sun the guarded spark — her baby —, who in her maternal gaze now awakens and recognizes itself as Being.
The newborn child, snuggled to the breast, turns its small face towards its mother and, in a natural longing, wants to know the feature, the eyes of the one who welcomed it. In a supreme effort, opens its little eyes and, in this tender initiation, the first look takes place, the glimpse of the spark and the rapture before the most genuine love, beyond time, which will never be forgotten.
The mother experiences and recognizes the divine in her baby’s eyes and, silently, tells it that it is here, exists in this dimension, still small and fragile, where is kept with all the care and love.
For the baby, feeling itself in the mother’s gaze begins a journey of consciousness anchored in the here and now, guided by the presence of the Spirit that Is. During its growth, with each new revelation of itself — its body, its movements, its skills — the initial scene will repeat itself and the child will seek confirmation from the mother that its divine Self are present, while learning and evolving in this incipient life.
How important it is to encourage play, discovery, trust in the guidance of the child’s Spirit. And if, by chance, due to circumstances, the child becomes disoriented, how valuable is the mother’s observant gaze and compassionate presence, allowing creative silence to realign her baby on its path.
Thus, self-esteem and self-orientation are born in the child, through the recognition of its original magnificence, something inestimable to its existence in this dimension, in this life.
In the maternal universe, waking observation brings with it the sensitivity, innocence and compassion of her own inner child — her Spirit. The numinosity in her baby’s eyes is the reflected glow of her most precious and intimate treasure, which keeps her alive, always evolving. By navigating alone, in her silence, in the subtleties of herself, the mother allows herself to experience in her heart the love and wisdom of the Spirit that Is, freeing herself from the bonds of fear and low self-esteem. And every time her baby learns, she celebrates and laughs with joy and grace, in complicity and partnership. This is the secret of the longevity that the mother keeps and takes to her personal experiences and relationships, on her own life journey.
January, 2020.
Maris. 