Sharing Sleep…

Sleeping with my children has been an opportunity to lay close and run my fingers through their hair as I whisper and remind them who they are.

Sometimes we marched to bed with sourdough bread cooked that evening and sometimes with Ben and Jerry’s!

But always with a stack of books.

Cloth diapered saggy “sacks” as we’d call them. The girls would scream as their brothers stood on the bed, legs apart, shaking their hips side to side watching a saggy and wet cloth diaper swing back and forth. We’d all sing…

“Saggy Sack, Saggy Sack, every single baby has a saggy sack.”

That was 33 years ago.

Olivia the last child is 13. She still sleeps with me. She’d love her own room, but it hasn’t happened yet.

She complains often. But when she climbs in late at night, her arms and legs pull me in close. I wake and we talk. Sometimes. Sometimes she wants to talk and I’m too tired.

Tired from work, tired from the house being messy, tired of nit picking, tired from my own wrong perception, tired from my ego.

So I offer myself forgiveness, which is the opportunity to see through the lens of love rather than the lens of ego.

“I was mistaken when I thought I lived apart from Love, a separate entity that moved in isolation, unattached, and housed within a body. Now I know my life is Love’s, I have no other home, and I do not exist apart from it. Love has no thoughts that are not part of me, and I have none but those which are of it.” ACIM…W-pII.223.1:1-3

And I am still reminding my kids who they are.

And I am still reminding myself WHO I AM.

We are the very light of Divine Love itself! When we meditate and breathe CAN WE NOT FEEL HER RUN THROUGH OUR VERY BODY!

May our kids see us as we rise early out of the family bed, onto the floor, to begin our communing/honoring/devotion to Divine.

Perhaps you will consider sleeping with your children.

It was the best decision I’ve ever, and still am, making.

Namaste Sisters.

You are doing better than you think! 🥰