What is Evolution?

“We began as a mineral.
We emerged into plant life, and into the animal state, and then into being human, and always we have forgotten our former states, except in early spring when we slightly recall being green again.
That’s how a young person turns towards a teacher.
That’s how a baby leans toward the breast, without knowing the secret of its desire, yet turning instinctively.
Humankind is being led along an evolving course, through the migration of intelligences, and though we seem to be sleeping, there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream, and that will eventually startle us back to the truth of who we are.”
— The Story of Evolution
— Rumi, 13th Century

9.08.2009

9 months later...


It's been roughly 9 months since I last had sex. (Roughly and/or otherwise!)

9 rotations of the moon around the earth since I last felt the sweet touch of a man, caressing the most tender parts of my body, rotating and pulsating.

But I'm not complaining too much, because on the other hand I could have been incubating another human being for those same 9 months.

And as miraculous as it may be, I am in no position to be having a child right now. I think to some extent I'm still a child myself, barely mature enough to take care of me yet alone another human being. I still have lots more exploration to do. Of myself as well as the world.

But shouts to all my friends and family out there who have taken that huge step into motherhood. I envy and admire you all!

I used to think that this world was too dangerous and evil to even consider bringing a new life into. Now, I see that there are still things of beauty left on this earth and that is what I want to share with my offspring, what is still left of humanity. However I still have much to learn before I can even think of teaching another about survival.

So I will wait another 9 months or more before I can feel the sweet caresses of a man, to be engulfed in his seductive embraces. Hoping for the day when this involuntary bout of celibacy will be but a distant and fleeting memory.

Because at least now I don't have to buy a pregnancy test when my period decides to take its usual hiatus.
iNi

still not a cow but I am NO heifer!

NadYa Dee
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Our Deepest Fear by Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."