I don't think it was by chance, that yesterday was the first day the surrounding mountains weren't shrouded in smoke, from what seemed like fires burning far away.
I don't think it was by chance, that last night was the night to see the meteor shower at its brightest, and instead the grey skies came, and offered the thirsty lands a small and delicious rain.
I don't think it was by chance, that after days of crying, last night my son cut his first tooth.
I don't think it was by chance, that my confused mind went to sleep, and dreamt about everyone that I love.
And how, upon waking up from a nap with my babe, the heaviness in my heart finally broke, and I burst into tears and sobs of sadness, feeling this breaking point within our world.
My babe just looked at me gently, studying my face as I lifted him up to me, and hugged him against me as I cried. He laid his head gently upon my shoulder, and breathed with me quietly until all had come tumbling out, and my breath returned to me.
And I looked at him. His soft, pale skin and his beating heart, fuelled by the bloodlines of ancestors that stretch in all directions of this big, beautiful globe.
I have been wondering, what can I do, in these times that seem like they came from thousands of years ago, and yet here they are, right here, in the dreaming of the future of this planet, that belong to my son, and all of the future generations. What can I do?
He shows me, offer your breast, Mama, like you do for me, when I am crying, and when I am in need of comfort. And so I do. I offer my breast to him, the pearly drops of milk that I have made with my body, with my love, right here, right beside my heart.
And to the world, I offer my prayer in my heart temple. That we may one day, in the not so far away future, all seven billion of us, smile at one another, uninhibited, sharing and exchanging only love, compassion, kindness.
Until that day, I will continue to stand up and speak out for this love, share my smile, and offer my tears, songs, and prayers to the river.
And above all, I will teach my son to love fiercely, and that this collective dream of peace is still the greatest possibility.