A Blue Bowl of Wonder

Some days there doesn’t seem to be enough oxygen…. The rushes of the ‘adult day’ seem to sap away breath… leaving us gasping from the clutches of the chaos by the time night falls… This is the reality for many…
After quite a week, I was racing around again this morning, in between assessments and emails and and and… in an airless blur…
I heard two excited little voices charge down the passage towards my office door. “Mommy come and look, we found a mouse in the driveway, and it’s ALIVE…”
It was a thrill that could not be ignored for even a moment. Little fingers embraced my hands and I was ushered to the front door. As I glanced out, there it was… a rather large blue plastic bowl placed upside down on the edge of the paving. (Christian had thought this a good idea to protect the little being from the potentially murderous dogs.)
The three of us marched over. I admit I was filled with a bit of trepidation, having no idea whether a petrified creature would leap towards me. I carefully lifted a bowl edge and peered underneath…
There it was… a bedraggled little garden mole…
The children stood closely, determined to not miss a second of the action. I picked it up, and showed them it’s tiny shovel-like hands, and flattened piglet-like snout…. they ‘ooed’ and ‘aaad’… their fascination and wonder hung like jewels in the air around us… like breath…
I could breathe…
We sprang into action…Christian raced off to find a box to put the muddy little being into, Rachel hurried with me to my office to call a vet nurse friend, and we made plans to take it to the veterinary practice as soon as my schedule allowed. Christian fetched newspaper, and Rachel and I headed for the cotton wool to line the box.
Such enthrallment, such excitement, such joy… the wonder, the awe, the fascination, the energy… and I had the immense privilege of being a part of it all…
When I reflected later this afternoon about our adventure, I considered all the ‘blue bowl’ moments we all too often miss as adults, because we are so busy charging around that we don’t realize, the very things we almost overlook, the small bedraggled creatures and insignificant moments that fill our children with wonder- those are the very things that have the potential to breathe life into US.
By taking a small snippet of my day and experiencing a blue bowl moment alongside my children, I had been fulfilled. I had been saturated…. my oxygen tank was once again overflowing… all that…just from taking a few moments to peer under a bowl at a muddied bedraggled garden inhabitant and allowing myself to be fully a part of my children’s world of adventure and excitement…
Stop for a moment…. don’t hurry so much that you almost trip over the blue bowls, or perhaps even see them as obstacles in your day. Peer underneath them alongside your children, and experience the energy and wonder, and the life and breath that these unexpected moments bring….
Find those pockets of breath and enjoy the clarity that comes along with sitting in them for a while…
May your days be filled with overturned blue bowls which you stop to enjoy alongside your loved ones, whatever age they may be…

With motherly love
Naomi❤️

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#parenting
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