Do you have a spiritual dimension in your life?
It may take the form of traditional religion ( like mine ) or it may take the form of something more ancient and earthy. Or are you strictly more humanist in your approach to life?
I was sitting at a baptism on the northern beaches on the weekend, and I have to say, like a wedding, a Christening is one of those wonderful, traditional ceremonies that brings out so much good in all of us.
We muse fondly about the parents and smile at how proud they are of their offspring.
We smile at the children who are to be christened - beautiful, innocent adorable - and at that moment - there is nothing but positive energy and love directed at them. It is a very sustaining and life enriching moment if you sit back and reflect on what is happening.
This is exactly what I did this weekend.
I just let good will from family fill me up. The christening gave me time to reflect on my own 3 little innocent wonders - reflect on the goodwill sent to them on their christening and how proud Brendon and I were to show them off then…
I know that in the era of yummy mummies, decorating fetishes and highly stylised instagram snaps, it is easy to just think everything can be confected. But sometimes in spite of modern day trappings, true meaning still finds a way.
A beautiful idea from my niece’s christening was a fingerprint tree. Being an old chook I had not seen these before and I felt it was a really lovely meaningful touch and a beautiful way to remember all who were present that day - and all the people who were wishing nothing but goodwill, love and blessings for little Arizona.
It was also a time to reflect on the spiritual dimension in my life. In the past 3 years, I would have to say that my connection to the unseen, spiritual side of my life has been up and down. I can honestly say that my moments of feeling a peaceful joy wash over me from the presence of the spirit in my life have been few and far between.
However, I can say that when my typical Sunday night slump rolled around that going to Mass was often the one thing I could hold onto and for that short while, I could find some kind of balance, a place where I could focus my energy on something that was unseen and unknown, but not a source of panic for me. Even thought I dragged everyone there with me, I often remarked to Brendon that I just needed to go and just be there. For a not terribly religious spouse, and 3 cranky children I am grateful that they came with me as I think they realised that mum is better after we do this…
I am often reminded of the ‘footprints in the sand’ saying. We have all seen it and perhaps you like me struggle to see past old cliches.
But if we sit and reflect on the spiritual dimension that we need in our life and can have in our life, we can see the truth in these words. We are part of something bigger than ourselves, I believe that a God is willing me on and sustaining me when things are bleak. Sometimes though we can’t see it.
“Why when I needed you the most, you have not been there for me?
The Lord replied - The times when you have seen one set of footprints in the sand is when I carried you”
Sometimes when we can’t seem to #findthegood, perhaps we need a few little people around us to focus us on what is really important.
Or maybe we just need to walk on a beach.
With thanks to the lovely little family above and to little Arizona for being born! xx