Let Your Baby Grow

Me resting -hard- during the winter solstice.

Make no mistake. There are times meant for not knowing, for not teaching, for not proving, for having nothing wise or revolutionary to offer. It's really, really true.

There are times meant to be couped up in curiosity, stuck without words, lost for adequate explanations.

Jen Lemen has taught me everything I know about this lesson. She is the master of gestation--of letting things settle in, sit still, stay quiet, until they're actually ready to speak, be born, scream out.

She might tell you (in her incredible jen-like language), if you were worried, anxious, trying to rush a good thing to life:

Let yourself be pregnant with grand ideas, new inventions, beautiful creations, orgasmic explorations. Let yourself sit in the quiet safety of formation for as long as that sweet baby needs. You won't always know the due date in advance, but you better believe you'll feel the water break. You will know when it's time for everything to come out.

Don't worry. Don't rush. When it's time, it's time. If it's not time for that, it's time for this. Everything is as it should be.