Awake. Alive. Eternal.

by Julie on April 12, 2011 · 13 comments

You can see eternity in a newborn’s eyes.

image by miss pupik

Look into these eyes.

Even in a picture, you can see eternity looking back at you.

These eyes are unobstructed by personality. That hasn’t been formed…yet.

Something alive is smiling back.

There’s no attempt to hide from being seen.

No trying to be more than what he is.

No fear that he is not enough.

Last week, I became a grandmother for the fourth time.

Each time is just as wondrous.

Each child a pure miracle.

Each one completely unique.

I’ve fallen in love with my new grandson.

[This is not him here, in this picture. His parents get to share him with the world.]

He is so sweet and so beautiful.

I wonder who he is and what he’ll love to do.

I was thinking about this, that once, a long time ago, this was me.

And you.

Unobstructed radiance.

No sense of not-enoughness.

This is what the sacred looks like when it hasn’t forgotten that it is sacred.

This is what the sacred looks like when there is no concept of ‘sacred’.

And, even when we do ‘forget’ and replace our awareness of life with our concepts of life,

the same eternal radiance is looking out our eyes, very much still aware of our true nature.

As I held my grandson for the first time, I knew I was in the presence of this radiance.

I could feel it.

I could see it.

I could sense it.

It wasn’t a perfect moment, and it wasn’t perfectly still or quiet at all.

He’s a newborn baby crying, farting, sleeping, and gurgling.

He’s alive.

That’s the point, if there is a point.

Look in your mirror and, without trying to see, see what is there. already there.

awake.

alive.

eternal.

The personality wants to think it is something other.

Notice, just notice, that you already know you aren’t something other.

You are the same as what is looking at you from these glorious newborn’s eyes.

Attribution image courtesy of Flickr: Some rights reserved by miss pupik

As a side note, no, this is not my grandson.  I don’t share my grandchildren’s images here on my blog. That’s for their parents to enjoy.

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Marjory April 12, 2011 at 9:55 am

Wow. My Goddess. You left me speechless Julie so I will just abide in the beautiful feeling and wisdom space you are sharing with us. With you in this precious love. He is so beautiful.

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Ronna April 12, 2011 at 10:10 am

Gorgeous, Julie. A reminder not only of the beauty, uniqueness, and untainted Divine in each of us at birth…but that remains. So grateful.

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Hiro Boga April 12, 2011 at 10:31 am

Oh, yes!

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alison April 12, 2011 at 10:39 am

This is so lovely. I want to say something insightful here, but you’ve already said it. Thanks for the reminder.

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Amy Oscar April 12, 2011 at 11:20 am

Your words are beautiful and looking into this being’s eyes is bliss. Just what I needed to put me back in touch with the threads. :)

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Mahala Mazerov April 12, 2011 at 1:56 pm

Yes!!!

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chris zydel April 12, 2011 at 6:09 pm

So incredibly beautiful … you always make my heart sing with your gorgeous words and even more gorgeous spirit.

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Anne April 12, 2011 at 6:24 pm

Beautiful. My children are my immortality. They are my mother, my grandmother, and my whole future. They are my world.

What a gorgeous post.

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Margaret Nichols April 12, 2011 at 7:38 pm

absolutely gorgeous and right on. beautifully said!

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Bahieh K. April 13, 2011 at 3:44 am

This is beautiful. And true.

Am sure your grandson is as beautiful as the baby in the picture.

Newborns are truly magical.

xox

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Yael Brisker April 13, 2011 at 10:14 pm

Beautiful… longing to connect with that new-ness and eternity.
T0 me the baby in this photo has character… he’s looking at me like a sage
Thanks

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Deepak April 13, 2011 at 11:28 pm

It is so correct, I am a father of 19 days old baby boy & when I see him I feel tranquility.

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The Style Crone April 14, 2011 at 6:26 pm

Beautiful words! The transition of birth is mysterious and this baby boy is fortunate to have you as his grandmother.

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