Yes, for those who don't know, there has been a blessing bestowed upon me and my family in the form of (a 99.9%-positive) baby girl, now many weeks into her life inside my best friend and partner who travelled with me at warp speed until we were light years ahead of the life we knew previously.
There's a quote to which I refer in the blog linked above that I keep coming back to. I would imagine that I will come back to it often as it seems to be one of life's greatest challenges. Here it is:
"Just being ourselves is the biggest fear of humans. We have learned to live our lives trying to satisfy other people's points of view because of the fear of not being accepted and of not being good enough for someone else." (p19) The Four Agreements by Miguel Ruiz
There has been a lot over the last few months that could make me afraid of being myself. There has been a lot that has not satisfied other people's points of views. Yet, I am enjoying the present more than I ever have. I feel peace in a match custom-tailored for what I believe and want in life. I feel love flowing deeply through my writing, family and work.
With it being many weeks in and all, I'm taking comfort in the fact that it is natural -- at least according to authors Armin A. Brott and Jennifer Ash -- that I am a little introverted right now. I am contemplating the full effect of fatherhood. I am experiencing the sonograms and hearing the heartbeats and thinking about whether or not I'm going to be a good father. Whether I have enough love, knowledge and leadership. I am feeling this at the same time the news of this pregnancy is reaching the wider circles of my friends. Some of whom won't agree with my life's choices. Some of whom may think it irresponsible. Some of whom might wonder if I know what I'm getting myself into.
Mostly what I feel right now is at any given moment I could break down and cry. Not cry, weep. I feel emotional, yet stable. My emotion is pathetic with utter awe at how beautiful, precious and lucky life can be. There's a lot to be "preoccupied with" in my "own thoughts" as I find myself reflecting again tonight, now at 1:19am, on all of this and noticing once again the first post of this blog. However, it's the first comment on it this time that speaks volumes to me.
Me being myself has brought me a surprise -- one that I did not plan, but one that is welcomed with open arms. Maybe being myself causes some ripples and raises some feathers, but I can't stop thinking about how insignificant that is in the face of there only being one life you get to live. I can't wait to talk about it with Grace.
