My heart, walking around outside my body...

A little over a year ago, my life changed forever with the birth of my beautiful son. I feel ever grateful for him and his light in my life. I have grown in so many ways because he is here. A child is an amazing thing... I didn't quite understand it, I'm not sure I fully do even now, but I am thankful.

His birth was an incredibly difficult transition for me. In retrospect, I think it was exactly what I needed - I was so deeply rooted in my previous life, I needed something traumatic and violent to rip me free into this new existence. It was like nothing I expected. Like nothing I'd hope for anyone to have to go through, but stronger for it.

I love this little being with all of myself - hopelessly and forever devoted.

(Photos by me, except for the one of me sleeping - by my father)

From hope of a home-birth to here... so many unexpected turns in our journey.

On a road trip, we stopped early in the morning, in Flagstaff, AZ. I saw what I thought was a white moth fluttering down the street. It blew into the car and landed on Bodhi's head - a paper star, for my shining star.

Exhausted from our arrivals - he into this world, me into motherhood. Finally home!

We had a celebratory arti on the pond - around 1 month after birth.