Love Creates New Life. Don’t be Afraid of Babies.

There is a poem by the Persian poet Jalaluddin Rumi, Ed, that says, “When love is made like this (complete spiritual losing of oneself in the Beloved), there are always babies made (in some realm or the other).“

I read that when I was twenty three, Ed, and I was mystified by it.

Only now, I know it is true literally. Love makes babies, and a lot of the time not in this realm.

But whether they arrive here or another realm, we must never let thug world terrify us into constricting our life energy by being afraid of making babies.

A woman’s soul longs, from the day she sees her man, to make photocopies of him and fill the world with his face, his laugh, his hands, his eyes, his heart; she wants him to fill the universe. It is cruelty to deny her this. I don’t know about men much, but my Granddad told me that when a man holds his baby he is initiated into the divine mystery that the greatest sages aspire to in vain. In his soul is birthed the first light of the universe that brought forth the sun, the moon, the stars and worlds beyond what is seen.

Albert Camus said, “In every baby born, the potential of the human race is born again.”

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