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The Birth Of An Essence

10/24/2020

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Have you held a baby recently? A new born or a human in their, say, first year of life? Before they walk and talk and join the herd like the rest of us? Before they develop an identity, a personality, a character? Before they open their mouths to introduce themselves or wave at you with a smile?
I'm talking about when they still melt in your arms and are at the mercy of you holding them. Have you?
If you have not, because of Covid - that's totally understandable. But maybe still, you remember the feeling. The distinct feeling of holding a baby, a person in the start of their life, and the feeling of their essence, their energy, their vibe, or whatever you'd like to call it - coming through.
 
The thing about essence, is it's that magical feel none of us can put into words, but we feel instantly coming off of a person. When they are grown up - our minds come in to play with our impressions, judgments, misconceptions, projections or whatever - which ultimately put a vail in front of the simple essence of a person. A curtain. A cover up. But with a baby - we take off our guarding mind, and instantly let the essence in.

Truth is - ESSENCE is always there. When we are born, and later in life, right up to our death beds. But we don't see it or feel it all the time. We cannot hide our own essence, but we can shield our eyes from seeing other people's essence.

It's up to US to see essence.  It's up to US to open our eyes and see. It's up to us to receive with open heart just as we would when encountering a baby. Gosh won't our world would look different then?!? 
And if we look at a person, really look at them, and name the essence coming through, won't that be a relief to the judging mind, the comparing mind, the separating mind?

My post of the day turned into a mantra I suppose:
'Look at a person with the same receptivity and curiosity, as when you'd be looking at a baby.'
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    In April 2020, while experiencing  her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig  pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.

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