Without intention, the last couple blogs have a theme: birth…celebrating birthdays.
I happen to be surrounded by Cancers. Married to one, grandmother, sister, brother, step-sisters, nephews, brother-in-law, close friends, all born under the Zodiac of the Crab. Then oh, yeah, seven years ago today, I gave birth to one.
I don’t know a lot about astrology, only a few stereo typical basics about most of the twelve signs. I don’t buy into this whole recent thing about a shift changing us all so we are now a different astrological sign.
You are what you are. You can’t change how you were born. The stars were aligned a certain way and that’s it.
Yes, we evolve. Yes, we grow. You bet opportunities to change constantly present themselves. Absolutely. But there is so something to the natural order of it all.
My son, my big hearted, emotions on his sleeve, incredibly passionate, over the top compassionate, loving with all he’s got son, is the way he is and I wouldn’t change a thing.
No shift in the star line up can adjust his wiring – for that little boy is wired to love.
Be it the forty stuffed animals on his bed, his sister who he worships, his dogs (even the one who went to Heaven when my son was just 2), his friends, strangers in the park, horses at the race track, his mama and papa…this boy loves with every part of his being.
These children come into our lives wired to be who they are and it is our job, our birthday gift to them, to step out of the way and let them do just that. Let them shine like the stars they were meant to be.
by J.G. McGlothern