baby Miko

On Sunday last week I witnessed the birth of my first child.  She is, of course, the most beautiful baby ever born.  So the time I may have spent writing, I have spent rocking or swaying or bouncing or some odd combination of all three.

 What amazes me is actually how natural it is to have a kid.  For so long I have imagined child rearing as this super possessive, self centered, almost animalistic emotion reserved for a lower less intelligent person.  This could not be further from the truth.

 I think I understand now why some Vedantists believe devotion as an important rung on the ladder of moksha.  For, to truly put some ones life ahead of your own thins the veil of material and emotional attachment.  This requires no effort at all for those who have children.

 Now begins the real application of knowledge.  It wouldn’t be true knowledge anyway if it couldn’t be lived at every turn of event.  The belief that this manifest world is an illusion is now an intuition.  I can no longer spend the time contemplating the universe, reading philosophy, or arguing the origin of the soul.  Now meditation on the absolute is an all-encompassing action never to be interrupted.  It is an attitude of acceptance and an outlook of release.