The Ultimate Mother’s Day Gift

May 8, 2008 · Filed Under Musings · Comment

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Ok. So this post has nothing to do with new age spirituality or human evolution or spiritual awakening. It is a post about Mother’s Day … just for fun. I always think of my mother at this time of year but maybe not for the reason you think. This was an entry in a Mother’s Day article contest. It didn’t win but came 6th out of a 135.

If my mother were still here in body and someone asked her what the best Mother’s Day gift she had ever received, she would be quick to respond. There was one gift that beats the competition by miles.

My mother starting having children in 1952. She bore three daughters and one son. During the 1950’s it was almost expected of a woman to bear children and stay home with them to cater to their every need. She took her job very seriously and was the best Mom a child could ever ask for.

With that in mind, my siblings and I would always do something special for her on Mother’s Day. We would make her something at school that would bring tears to her eyes when we proudly presented them to her on her special day.

These small but meaningful gifts would make her day and would consistently be rated in her top three “best gifts for Mother’s Day” but could never attain number one status.

I am sure every mother would say the same thing. Receiving a hand made present from someone who is the center of their universe means more than a gift that costs a lot of money. Those kind of presents are nice too.

My Father had that covered with the kind of presents he would bestow on her every second Sunday in May.

One year he presented her with tickets to Hawaii. Most years he would treat her to a night at the fanciest hotel in town. He would always tell her that she deserved a break from cooking and a break from her children. The kind of gifts that cost a lot of money were surely appreciated but would never hit number one on her charts. That was reserved.

Her response, to being asked what her best Mothers Day present ever was, would always quick and decisive.

As we know, Mother’s Day falls on the second Sunday in May. One Mother’s Day in 1954 she received her all time best present that was never topped for her 60 or so Mother’s Days to follow. It was a present that was the most meaningful, the most exciting, the most heartfelt and the most unusual of any she had ever received.

In 1954, Mother’s Day fell on the 8th of May. Her present arrived that Sunday very early in the morning.

I was the second child born in our family. The only male child. I was born at 5:40 AM on May the 8th … 1954. Mother’s Day. The best Mother’s Day gift my mother ever received was without a doubt … ME

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Unassisted Childbirth - The Story Of Maya’s Birth

May 6, 2008 · Filed Under Musings · 4 Comments

I just helped usher in a new soul to the world. What a rush and an honor. Three hours ago at 8:20 p.m. EDT we welcomed back to another lifetime a beautiful baby girl whose name shall be Maya. So very appropriate a name for someone born on the 5th of May … Cinco de Mayo. Her entrance went smooth as silk. A short labor and a textbook delivery. This was the second birth I had been directly involved in and the experience was just as great if not better than 2 years ago when Asaya was born.

The mother, Lisa, is not a believer that the medical system can give the baby the same experience that an unassisted home birth can do. She believes that we give our power away to the doctors and nurses who do not know her body as well as she does. Childbirth is one of the most natural occurrences that we humans can experience,, but many have no trust in themselves so they hand everything over to medical establishment.

This may be a controversial post to some. I can hear the gasps of horror. “What if something goes wrong!” “The doctors knows best.” Yes I hear you. A person can “what if” any situation. We, and that includes me, believe that to bring a baby into this world that has spent nine months in a warm, dark, secure place and expose them to glaring lights, a hub bub of noise and different people prodding and poking them that the little soul doesn’t have a chance in acclimatizing to their new home. It wasn’t that long ago that having a baby anywhere but at home was just not done.

I have been involved in other conventional births that left me standing bedside holding the mother’s hand and coaching her to breathe as she yelled in pain. It was a helpless feeling as I could only watch as the doctors and nurses did their thing. Lisa calmly went through labor (what a word) without the drama that can be prevalent at “normal” hospital births.

Two years ago when Asaya was born, there was the mother and I present. The lights were low and the candles lit. Soft music in the background and for me an awe inspiring experience. Sure I went through some “what ifs” before the birth but with my new perspective on life I trusted that all would be well and kept telling myself that this was nature at it’s finest time. All did go well and we both truly believe that he got the start in life that nature intended for us.

This birth was different because this time we had a 2 year old to contend with during the delivery. We all know what 2 year olds are like. Reasoning with them is not something that works. We showed him videos of childbirth but it was hard to say how he would react. He was unbelievable. Nature took over and he sat on the bed and watched with wide eyes and absolutely no interference or request for anything. There was no candles this time as he would have liked to play with them but that didn’t dampen the experience. Two hours from the start of labor till when Maya was here suckling on her mother’s breast. Wow. Smooth as silk.

Asaya holding Maya. 12 hours old.

I was reading in the Globe and Mail today about how the health care system in Canada is so strained that we have to send some women and newborns to the United States because they just don’t have enough beds. In Canada, people it seems, love to run to the doctor at the first sign of any sickness. Probably has to do with the fact that it is virtually free medical insurance and universally available. My messages here on The Source For Seth are one of self empowerment.

With that empowerment comes responsibility for our selves. Instead of following the leader and giving our power away to others we will follow our intuitions and find the flow of life that is so prevalent in the natural world. We are part of that natural world. We are one with all things and therefore the lessons we can learn from nature are and always have been there.

This post is pretty personal yet if you read my other posts I always offer my experiences as examples of how I feel life on the new planet earth will be. How human behavior will differ from the duality consciousness that we have been in for millennium. This story of the home birth of Maya is, to me, just another example of self empowerment.

Some may discount “unassisted childbirth” as craziness. I have been called crazy and weird among other things for my perspective on life. I understand this. It goes against the accepted “norm.” I like to believe that we are all waking up right now and examining all aspects of our behaviors and beliefs and then not just talking about change but actually doing it every moment of every day.

This was a day to remember for me. To welcome back a soul to another human lifetime is for me a spiritually heartwarming event. My role as “catcher” was minor compared to Lisa’s but it was nonetheless very exciting and I wanted to share my excitement with anyone who has chosen to read this. Maya is a beautiful goddess who entered the world in peace and will no doubt be part of the generation that helps us all to the next step of human evolution to a world of unity, harmony and inner peace.

I believe she got a great start.

Welcome baby Maya to the New Earth.