"The father who would taste the essence of his fatherhood must turn back from the plane of his experience, take with him the fruits of his journey and begin again beside his child..." Angelo Patri
Still alive... haven't entirely forgotten about this little corner of memoirs. We are settling into our new abode in SA and are doing very well.
This journey however has reached important junctures as of the last time I sat down to write. Wonderful news ... Amber and I have received the most incredible gift ever. His name is Quinn Dakota Luna and he is nearly 6 weeks old now. He is beautiful. His silent breathing and wordless smiles have made me feel more joy than all the combined partying there has been in my life.
I pray that I will learn to give more of myself, be less selfish with my time, and help awaken in you the desire to reach out to others. Te amo chiquito.
Amber, thank you for bringing our little boy into the world... thank you for being my wife. We will enjoy seeing this little man grow every step of the way mi amor, it's the beginning of something new and challenging; I know it will be the most rewarding experience yet and having you to share it with makes me doubly blessed... Te amo.
Perhaps it's only I but It seems to me that as people we can sometimes become so absorbed in making sure the life we live is filled with purpose, so occupied in ensuring that we are indeed doing the most we can towards an end goal, so consumed with becoming the best we can be in whatever direction our choice of life has been; that we begin to miss out on the beauty of the journey, the importance of the experience.
Is it possible to become so involved in our perception of what is the best that we fail to appreciate the importance and depth of the learning experience. Can our perception reach a point where it begins to distract us from the fact that if indeed we are here to learn to love then the most important thing is not just arriving at our destination but how we choose to reach it?
If mistakes equal good then let us not be afraid of what we will discover through them for in accepting that we are here to learn and that the end goal is not perfection let us enjoy the journey of discovery and growth, all the while allowing the beacon of love to guide us.
How does one choose to forsake a personal desire, be it a dream, aspiration or perception; when one knows that not doing so will come only at the price of unhappiness to those we love. If love is believing in others, then I choose to believe. If hope and faith abound in the presence of love, I choose love again. For love is believing, understanding and accepting that the one who loves us guides the paths we take, and if we allow Him to guide then the love within our hearts will reach others in ways far beyond those we could even begin to imagine. We can never lose by giving and although it may seem difficult to give our lives to something noble and grandiose, we may indeed discover that the greater challenges are found in those decisions where what is at stake is shedding the faith in ourselves alone and choosing instead to embrace faith in others.
Everyone here knows I love my salsa and the hombre Matt "Regulator" Smith while on holiday up in Queensland last week came across this spectacular gift for the mexican. Outstanding! The visual says it all...
Gracias Smitty!
Me persigno y le entro a la botella!
