Jane and Momo

(Note! Major frustrations today with the spacing on blogspot...nothing is working to fix it, so please ignore the inconsistencies as best you can!)

Today has been a "cycle of life" day.

First, this morning, a dear friend's 88-year-old mother, Jane, passed gently away in her sleep up in Connecticut, less than an hour before Susie arrived at the hospital. Just a few weeks ago Jane was doing fine, only complaining a little of not feeling well. Her decline was rapid and relatively pain-free, thankfully. Susie is bereft, but grateful that Jane is free.

And, this afternoon, an email arrived announcing the joyous birth of another dear friend's daughter, Momo, in Tokyo. Neo is ebullient, beside himself with joy and gratitude at his baby girl's arrival, astounded at the powerful emotions present as he witnessed Momo's entrance into the world. His ecstatic email effused, "She is beautiful. Yoko and Momo are both fine! I stayed with Yoko for delivery. I was moved the moment that the new life came into the world. This is our baby! All lives are our babies!"

Comings and goings. Jane and Momo. The cycle of life. Quite a day.

What is it live fully from the place of childlike energy and wonder?

How would life today be different if you embraced the fact that your days are, indeed, numbered?

At this point, in between your own coming and going, what do you know of yourself that is true and right and points to your very own "North" on your very own compass?

Wake. Listen. Hold fast to what you know to be true.

Live fully on this day!