Early on this Thursday morning the sun is rising at the Ixaya School in the community of Tashirat. I sit low on a cement pad as the children arrive for the beginning of the school day, listening and watching them as they move in the morning sunshine.
Liana, Dania, Yolal and others huddle around me talking, laughing and touching one another while enjoying the feelings of trust and love with our growing friendship. Soon the bell rings announcing the start of the school day and they begin to slowly move away, smiling waving and saying, “Bye Aldo!” I am left alone as I feel the heat of the sun watching my friends and all the other children enter their classrooms. I begin to put thoughts to the feelings of this moment.
No matter what their age they all seem so innocent, vulnerable and pure in spite of all of their burdens. Just as new borns, these children’s needs can only be filled by the efforts of others. The glorious love of motherhood is the sun that shines and nurtures them most and this morning I have again noticed that there is much laughter and happiness here. The children seem to feel safe and when basic comfort is received through a mother’s energy centered in the root of love it is a joy to witness. I think that it is our duty to mother one another throughout this life’s journey.
Here the children are all honored, respected as individuals and loved; as rain nurtures all the young growing seedlings in nature, love here is given freely, naturally and unconditionally to the children as the great power and blessing of the Creator intended it for all of us. I feel so honored, grateful and blessed to be among the children this early morning at the Ixaya School.