So I'm actually seeing now that motherhood has been and is an incredible gift in so many ways. The perfect gift, sometimes wrapped in really ugly paper, but lovely and amazing on the inside when you turn it around and look at it from a new angle.
THAT is was I experienced. As I breathed and allowed my body to be swallowed up in this radiant light, I understood that it wasn't overtaking me, it WAS (and IS) me. ** I am this energy. I am this vibrating white heat. I am the light of a thousand suns. This power, this light, this brilliance, this potent dynamic energy not only lies within me, IT IS ME!
My five year old asked me yesterday what is inside our bodies.
"A ghost?"
And I didn't necessarily have a definitive answer for him ... One that he'd understand, and that is "truth."