Day 219 - 7:57am, 8 August 2019
Flitting between kitchen and lounge, I catch a few seconds of an animal documentary on the telly. There is a giraffe trying to use her neck to bat away a group of jackals[?] who are eating the carcass of her dead foal. Sadly, she is outnumbered, and ultimately, they force her away. Hubby, who has been watching the show, says the foal has been dead for a couple of days. My heart goes out to her. Later on, I see a positive affirmation posted on Facebook to advertise a new book by Rebekah Borucki:
"I am a mother. a creator and creation itself. I am the Universe and boundless love."
It strikes an immediate chord, made all the more poignant by having watched another Mama's plight. As mothers, we were created, we created and now we are creating. It never ends. Love that knows no boundaries, not even recognising death. The stuff of this world and, yet, beyond it. Creation is connected, but complicated. She is infinite love.
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