I remember birthing my daughters; such struggle in the pushing. Yet I believe it was the easing, releasing sighs of breath between that enabled them to birth themselves, for this is the way of all living things.
I have forgotten, to be gentle, to soften, to set free the desire for change -forward motion: indeed, to acquiesce to rest. Expecting this yearning to leave me altogether would not be in alignment with my soul’s truth. Instead, I continue to learn to be with this wanting, consciously allowing longing to ride the wave of breath, waiting, while God’s Living Presence flows through me into my next life (held in this life) as I will be renewed yet again.