It's official

Congratulate me, I'm officially an auntie now!!! My sister's boy Asher ( I know.. its a daft name.. but hey.. if its good enough for them, its good enough for me) came bawling into this big bad world round about 4pm. I was going to see him today, but a phone call to me sister put that off. She was tired. I guess anyone would be after all this drama.

I have nothing for my sister and brother-in-law at the moment, except for these lines from Khalil Gibran. I only came to know about him late in my life, but its better late then never. More then any religious teachings, his words of wisdom has made much more sense to me then the 10 commandments or anything my mission school education has taught me.

On Children

"And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children." And he said:

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts.

For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,

For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;

For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable."


From "The Prophet" Khalil Gibran, 1923