Lessons on the Nature of Humanity

Having children of my own, my understanding of humanity tapped into the roots of nature itself. Upon the birth of my first child, I was enraptured with the tiny, perfect, new human. I was also amazed at the connection I felt to every other woman around the globe who had become a mother before me. I had become a member of an orchestration that was much larger, encompassing, and omniscient than my Self.

Instinct stretched beyond food, warmth, and safety. My nervous system reacted to any sign of distress or pain in this little human.  Not only to devote my time, attention, and resources to survival and health, but to answer to calls of counfusion or unbalance. The experiences that life was worthy of became moments of laughter, shared wonder, and honoring what is sacred. I became hardwired to care for my part in humanity.

The greatest lessons, perhaps, of my life came unexpectedly; losing my son. Our third born child died in his sleep when he was 4 months old. Beyond the shock and despair from our loss, beyond the magnitude of the bond exposed and my spiritual journey of grief, came a new awareness.

Some months later, as I sat in silent reflection, I had a vision. In two lines wrapping around the earth were all of the mothers on the planet. One line consisted of mothers with living children. The other formed from mothers who had lost a child. Again, I had been initiated by wisdom of nature. I understood that mothers who have lost a child carry the knowledge of our profound connection as humans. Whatever the meaning of existence, our experience of human connection is important in a way that transcends our individual selves.

~This post is a portion of the story on the seeds of The Humanity Project.
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