I suppose I would have to say that this adventure has always been waiting "in the wings" since this is my Divinely appointed path. But even before I consciously knew the steps, I knew in my heart where my passion was...it just hadn't told my brain.
I kept asking myself how I couldn't have seen, or recognized, my passion? Why did I doubt it, or was blind to it? Maybe it was all low self-esteem and feeling inferior to others because my goals weren't "high" enough or they were seemingly less "important" in my view of the world. I have some theories, but those are for another time.
About 6-8 months ago I clearly got a "push" or prompting, if you will, to create a blog entitled "This Little Life of Mine." So I did. Then I didn't know what to do with it, and there it sat, waiting. When all of this came together for me last week, it was made clear as day that this is what the blog was for. My passion, my journey and my light that I would shine into this world. To be a part of the very miracle of life is just astounding to me!
If I look back, I can see very clearly that I have always loved babies, pregnant mamas and the labor process. I'm about to admit something that I haven't even thought about in thirty years, and I hope my cohort in crime, ie my cousin, won't be mortified by(though I strongly doubt she'd do anything but laugh at the memory). I can remember the two of us taking turns pretending to be in labor and delivering our Cabbage Patch dolls, and guess who's idea it was... Mine!
I remember being drawn to pregnant women, especially those who I was related to, and wanting to know all about it. I wanted desperately to feel their babies move, though I was too shy to even contemplate asking. Doing so felt like an invasion of privacy or interrupting of something so intimate. I wanted to ask questions and simply bask in the miracle that was happening inside. Oh the wonder of it all! In all honesty, I still feel the same way...minus the timidity.
So here I am, moving forward to embrace my passion and start my journey.
"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."
Psalm 139:13-16
"The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps."
Proverbs 16:9
