Listening to the sound of the rain, and sitting safely with my son, I am reminded of how I felt, 13 and a half years ago, as I watched the news channels report on the Columbine High School shootings. Then, I was living in Los Angeles California and I was holding my two week old baby and felt so uneasy about bringing this new little soul into the world.
I made many promises to Miro as a result of that event, among many, I promised my son he would always feel loved, heard, understood and safe. I have done my best to meet that promise and part of my commitment to him has been to lead a very conscious life together, which has taken us away from the culture we once knew.
I watched the events of Columbine repeat, different story, different location, different circumstances. But the same form of unconscious behavior resulting with a violent ending. And this time, as the details were being revealed little by little about what perpetuated on the grounds of that Connecticut elementary school, I recognized once again, the unconsciousness of humanity.
This post is not written to point fingers, make political statements about health care, gun control or school security. But today, I think of the children. I think entirely of the children and families who live in the culture of unconsciousness who will likely witness a repeat experience again and again, until we collectively wake up as human beings.
And now, I am feeling an overwhelming sense of compassion for ALL of the people effected by this tragedy, especially the children. As we know, violence perpetuates more violence, and I wanted to contribute to the solution, not stir up more dust surrounding the problems.
And so this morning I woke up, thinking about the children all over the world. And I thought about a children’s book my son used to have and wanted to opportunity to add healing energy to the world. I was given a copy of this book when I was expecting him and have read it to him countless times throughout his life. I have always loved reading children’s stories and wanted to share my joy to the world in this way.
This is a reading The Little Soul & the Sun, by A Children’s Parable by Neale Donald Walsch, Conversations With God. I have no special permission to read this book, however, I was inspired to make this recording in honor of the children and families effected by this event. I dedicate the reading of this inspirational book to the children of the United States and around the world, in hopes that they can connect with own inner compassion, forgiveness and start healing.