On (re)birth.

I can feel you trying to be born

I can feel you like a storm

Little twister making a fuss

Rising up from the dust

I can feel you inside of me

Tossing and turning endlessly

We don’t know just what’s begun

We won’t know until it’s done

I can feel you like some fate

All that pushing still you’re late

You’re just yearning to be free

Still not sure what you’ll be 

In the blinking of an eye

First we’re born and then we die

I can feel you trying to be born

I can feel you like a storm

Little twister making a fuss

Rising up from the dust

Rising up from the dust …

Laura Chandler, I Can Feel You

Recopied from Return to the Great Mother 

It seems laced in every conversation I have these days … the idea of “something big” coming. The birth of self, the birth of ideas, new business ventures, relationships, hope and dreams. Keep laying the bricks on the path, taking those steps towards yourself, towards your birth.