We are human creatures.
We are animals –
driven by bodily needs
as all the animals that have come before us are.
Unfortunately we have become lost in the sea
of our needs;
our intrinsic loop of knowing and caring
has been severed.
The age of the intellect has
overtaken and directed our minds
to the task of becoming dominantly linear.
Man, woman and child has been taught
to see the way ahead
using only the masculine tools
of the left, rational and reasonable mind.
With the pruned and over-responsible intellect in charge
the rest is left to atrophy:
we begin to forget the big picture,
we begin to forget the wholeness and fluidity
that accompanies creative power.
Man, woman and child are civilized
out of their bodies,
out of their ancestral wisdom
that lays at the core of our revolving species.
We begin to see confusion and ineptitude
surround basic human instincts.
It is at this point that man, woman and child
turn to books and experts
to learn how to take care of themselves.
It is at this point that the mother loses her motherhood,
the father loses his fatherhood,
and the child loses her childhood.
Babies are born to mothers
who do not trust themselves to care –
for themselves or for their baby,
mothers who turn to specialists
for what to do at every whimper.
Children grow up in families
that turn to specialists
for advice on dinnertime,
Children grow up into adults
who know that they don’t know
who must look outwards to fill the gaps.
Adults who doubt and constantly fear,
fear making the wrong decision.
Babies are born whole.
Babies are born as creatures,
expecting to be treated the way
all the billions of babies before them have been.
Babies expect to be cared for
by a mother who responds to her,
not to a book.
With the lost wisdom of mothers and fathers
come babies who’ve lost out
on their birthright.
Babies whose cries have gone unanswered
and whose needs have not been met.
Despairing babies grow up
into adults who,
not only do not know how to parent their children,
but whose needs make them
needy for their children.
The circle is broken,
in fact the blueprint of life
has been thrown completely out the window.
And we feel it,
we feel a hole
left by the missing rightness.
No wonder we are all hurting,
all trying to fit pieces together
to stop up our leaking loss.
We look for partners, for places,
for anything to set it right.
Waking up to what has happened,
waking up to our justifiable pain
lets us look in the right places,
lets us forgive.
Waking up to the imbalances
inherent to the road behind us,
creates the choice to choose –
to choose to re-cultivate the continuum of life
that flows, forgotten, in our veins.