Try again -- Following on from Mark's communion with the baby at the grocery store

[Guest guest]

Hi Mark,

 

this afternoon I went to a little

cafe-bookshop near the beach.

 

It was just on sunset and all the white-painted buildings were glowing in

the soft golden light. I'll post a picture some time.

 

I bought a card, (this one) and sat down to drink my coffee.

 

Nearby there was a woman feeding two babies who were sitting in a kind

of double-barrelled stroller. Their shoes had come off and they were

playing with their toes, the way babies do.

 

I walked over to their table and asked the mum if I could say hullo to

them. She was very happy so I looked at the closest, and made a kind

of gurgling sound and the baby engaged with me totally. She smiled,

then looked away, and then looked back again, and kept on looking

back and smiling and waving her arms.

 

The babies were twins, not identical twins, but both girls, and they were seven months old.

Their mother was a sweet young woman, so in love her baby daughters

and so happy that I had seen with my heart what beautiful souls they

are. And she was delighted that her daughter was relaxed and

confident and happy, not at all shy, and showering me with smiles.

She, the young mother, kept making little surprised sounds,"Oh!" and

"Look!", and we kept exchanging glances and smiles and happiness. Oh

the happiness! It was a circle of happiness as golden as the evening

sun. I kept thinking, "This is simply Grace; nothing one could do

would bring such happiness as an entitlement; this is the overflowing

generosity of the Divine."

 

Much love

 

Warwick

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[Guest guest]

Thank you Warwick. I felt so happy as I read this as your happiness came through.

Stories like that leave me teary eyed.

Lots of love

Harsha

Warwick Wakefield [formandsubstance (AT) tpg (DOT) com.au] Sent:

Thursday, May 13, 2004 4:50 AMTo:

Subject: Try again --

Following on from Mark's communion with the baby at the grocery store

Hi Mark,

this afternoon I went to a little

cafe-bookshop near the beach.

It was just on sunset and all the white-painted buildings were glowing in

the soft golden light. I'll post a picture some time.

I bought a card, (this one) and sat down to drink my coffee.

Nearby there was a woman feeding two babies who were sitting in a kind

of double-barrelled stroller. Their shoes had come off and they were

playing with their toes, the way babies do.

I walked over to their table and asked the mum if I could say hullo to

them. She was very happy so I looked at the closest, and made a kind

of gurgling sound and the baby engaged with me totally. She smiled,

then looked away, and then looked back again, and kept on looking

back and smiling and waving her arms.

The babies were twins, not identical twins, but both girls, and they were seven months old.

Their mother was a sweet young woman, so in love her baby daughters

and so happy that I had seen with my heart what beautiful souls they

are. And she was delighted that her daughter was relaxed and

confident and happy, not at all shy, and showering me with smiles.

She, the young mother, kept making little surprised sounds,"Oh!" and

"Look!", and we kept exchanging glances and smiles and happiness. Oh

the happiness! It was a circle of happiness as golden as the evening

sun. I kept thinking, "This is simply Grace; nothing one could do

would bring such happiness as an entitlement; this is the overflowing

generosity of the Divine."

Much love

Warwick

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