30 Sec's on....


I just said words that I swore I would never use...

This is your Mum texting.  The woman who carried you round in her tummy for nine (9) months.  In the sweltering summer heat.  Then gave birth to you. Xx 

I know!  I'm so embarrassed.

But in my defence I got homesick.

Yes, yes, I know I'm home but the young one's not.  And my heart hurt.

So, I text him the other day.

And got text silence back.

So, I text him again.  The next day.


Nothing.  Nada.  Dead bloody airwaves.

I mean seriously, I understand that he's working.  I also understand that he's got a hot, Californian girlfriend and I also get...ok, ok, I lost you at hot and blonde.  Never the less, I'm his Mother.  

And it works out when my little one is at the opposite side of the world and there is phone silence I play dirty.

Don't give me that look, I know you have done something similiar.  Or at least thought about it.

But the end result was that within 15 minutes I got a text back, I'm working, I'll call you tomorrow.

And he did.  Eventually.   

And we had the most awesome conversation.  Connecting in, general chitchat and catching up on all the good, excellent, slightly odd and definitely unusual happenings in his life.

But see, that's the funny thing about the Silver cord.  It's talks and pulls, nudges and calls those who are attached and won't rest until there is actual physical real life communication.

...and it never lies.  

Wishing you much love and abundance and a truly courageous heart.

T and Spirit