I sit here exhausted. My kids are on Spring Break and while there mother has been around, I have been the primary one caring for them. It is not easy taking care of them, consoling them, feeding them, clothing them, bandaging them up when they hurt themselves.
I love my children more than I will ever be able to express in words, pictures or music. It is a love that is transcendent and timeless. They are blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh and I would fall on a sword for them in a heartbeat.
As far a psychic and medium and a writer, I am extremely ambitious. I literally want to change the world. I want more regular people to understand the human psychic function and how it works. I want more natural psychics to come to an understanding and appreciate for their unique position in the world so they do more good. So I need to be out there connecting with people on all levels. I’ve done a great job of that the past three weeks while my kids have been in school. This week, not so much.
It has made me remember when my children were very young and not in school at all. As you can imagine, with my ambition about educating the public about the reality and practicality of psychic perception, I want to work!
This week, like years ago, I have had to choose between my children’s well-being and my ambition. And as much as I want to change the world and do what I do best, I knuckled down on myself for my kid’s sake.
I want to change the world, and at the risk of sounding arrogant, I know I can. But not at my children’s expense. As important and revolutionary as I consider my work and goals for the whole human family, I would happily give it all up for complete and total unrecognized obscurity for my children.
I am thankful that I don’t have to! That my children are old enough and I have laid a good enough foundation, that my load with them is a little lighter than before. My point is that I would. There is no amount of recognition, money, fame, fortune or even good works, that I would not give up for my children’s sake.
There is no greater calling than father, there is no greater title than ‘Dad,’ there is no greater recognition than a sweet little voice on the other end of the phone asking, “Daddy, when are you coming home?” 🙂
“Soon, baby, soon.”
I know many men do not feel as I do and I think it’s a shame. I wish they did. Transforming society by embracing our psychic heritage is important. But it does not replace the crucial link that has been missing from the human family for the past several decades: father.
Rise up men. Take responsibility and realize the magnificent, although maybe unrecognized role, Heavenly Father has given you. Mothers cannot be fathers no matter how much they try. Only you can. Rise up and be the man God intended you to be.