when we seek idleness and calm, we head outdoors, in whatever way we can. we sit together, under our trees or on the craggy rocks or near the rosemary, taking in all the little things that make life possible. i point out the different varieties of lavender and show him what chives look like with blooms or what happens when you snip the end of a rosebud.
i never knew that how i was unconsciously living as a little girl would be how i intentionally want to live as a mother to a son ~ i want to teach him to love this earth as much as i do. i want to teach him to find his answers outdoors, in bugs and driftwood and dirt. i want to teach him to look for answers with his hands and body and the soles of his bare feet pricked with thorns and played-in clothing. i want to teach him to build dreams with sticks and running water and piles of geodes, just like i did. i want him to go for walks not just for exercise but to collect his dreams. i want to teach him to use a compass by looking at the position of the sun, and look for patterns everywhere.
i know that he will make his own decisione because he is made from a love so eternal and great, even my guidance won't contain all he is made to be. but i hope i can teach him to gently tread this earth, discovering all the tiny miracles that fall at his feet every time he looks out.
p.s: augustus is wearing a teething necklace from momma goose