I lurk on and off here and have been ttc #2 for 6-7 months now. For the most part I take it easy but it does get to me sometimes. It would be nice to share the philosophies and literature that help us get through such times with good humor and positivity.
I notice that all of the unassisted birthers, and all of the women who have really great births, all communicate with the baby during labor. It's an equal team effort between the motherbaby dyad. I think it's the same case with conception too...the little one has to be be out there ready and waiting before we can invite him/her into the family - team effort again. So I'm preparing and setting the intention and doing what has to be done, and being patient (for the most part!). But when moments of impatience and despair take over...especially just after AF shows, or even in a pms-y 2ww, I find it helps to go over these quotes and chant the poem out loud. So here they are - my favourite ttc quotes and poem that help keep it in perspective. Please share yours!
The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. To dig for treasures shows not only impatience and greed, but lack of faith. Patience, patience, patience, is what the sea teaches. Patience and faith. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach — waiting for a gift from the sea.
~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh
People often fail to get in a receiving mode because of it's paradoxical nature. To receive what you want,you must be free *not* to have it. The longer you're willing to wait, the sooner it will come.
~ From 'The Daily Groove' by Scott Noelle
Waiting
Serene, I fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;
I rave no more 'gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.
I stay my haste, I make delays -
For what avails this eager pace?
I stand amid the eternal ways
And what is mine shall know my face.
Asleep, awake, by night or day,
The friends I seek are seeking me,
No wind can drive my bark astray
Nor change the tide of destiny.
What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it has sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.
The waters know their own, and draw
The brook that springs in yonder height;
So flows the good with equal law
Unto the soul of pure delight.
The stars come nightly to the sky;
The tidal wave unto the sea;
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.
~ John Burroughs
I notice that all of the unassisted birthers, and all of the women who have really great births, all communicate with the baby during labor. It's an equal team effort between the motherbaby dyad. I think it's the same case with conception too...the little one has to be be out there ready and waiting before we can invite him/her into the family - team effort again. So I'm preparing and setting the intention and doing what has to be done, and being patient (for the most part!). But when moments of impatience and despair take over...especially just after AF shows, or even in a pms-y 2ww, I find it helps to go over these quotes and chant the poem out loud. So here they are - my favourite ttc quotes and poem that help keep it in perspective. Please share yours!
The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. To dig for treasures shows not only impatience and greed, but lack of faith. Patience, patience, patience, is what the sea teaches. Patience and faith. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach — waiting for a gift from the sea.
~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh
People often fail to get in a receiving mode because of it's paradoxical nature. To receive what you want,you must be free *not* to have it. The longer you're willing to wait, the sooner it will come.
~ From 'The Daily Groove' by Scott Noelle
Waiting
Serene, I fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;
I rave no more 'gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.
I stay my haste, I make delays -
For what avails this eager pace?
I stand amid the eternal ways
And what is mine shall know my face.
Asleep, awake, by night or day,
The friends I seek are seeking me,
No wind can drive my bark astray
Nor change the tide of destiny.
What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it has sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.
The waters know their own, and draw
The brook that springs in yonder height;
So flows the good with equal law
Unto the soul of pure delight.
The stars come nightly to the sky;
The tidal wave unto the sea;
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.
~ John Burroughs
