Fraser,
When you were three years old, i wrote a poem about you being my teacher. You were, and are still, in so many ways. Now at almost 18 (in August), you are graduating from high school. Even though sometimes, in the teen years, it is easy to forget the spontaneity and naturalness of a child, true you still shines through. You are curious! You are loving! You are kind! You are compassionate! You are a true friend! You are a thoughtful son!
Since very young, you have always had this uncanny ability to somehow "know" that you are the creator of your reality. This positive attitude has manifested in so much positive coming to you. As you move through your life, you will continue to learn that "Only infinite patience achieves immediate results." As you play with this reality and learn that how you perceive the world defines the world you perceive you will begin to relax even more in this cosmic game. Although it seems like small "i" is the creator, some moment you will truly know that this divine dance of greater self shines through you and all of us. Formless becomes form to play with and let go.
Play as you explore your higher purpose. Enjoy your young body and mind. Live every moment as precious. Always remembering that the only moment is now.
Wherever you go, there you are.
Love you forever,
Mom
.. . . In which a pig piñata project becomes a metaphor for life. If pigs could fly, it would be like a pigger pointing at the moon. This is not a place to collect sign posts. The pig as us!
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