Choosing Joy and Fearlessness

When I was 35 I gave birth to my first child. Her father was only 26 years old. We were both active in martial arts practices and the healing practices of shiatsu and qi gong. Her father, Marcus, was devoted to the Taoist concept and practice of conditioning your body to become immortal. He was strong, healthy, and was confident he was here on this earth walk for a long time. Marcus explained to me he was too aware to become a victim, believing that accidents only happen when one allows oneself to become a victim. He was creating his reality and his life purpose was to help anyone in need-plant, animal or person. I was happily finding security in believing in this approach to life. My brothers had each died suddenly years before and Marcus’ certainty was secretly comforting to me. Continue reading “Choosing Joy and Fearlessness”