Hooped

Adoption has brought richness in many ways to me and my life journey.

Today on this longest day of the year and the first of summer, I celebrated Aboriginal Day with two of my daughters.  Though not genetically of aboriginal descent, I have been adopted into a most wonderful aboriginal family through our adoption of one of their daughters.  This has brought new insights and depth to me.

Much of the flavour of the aboriginal day celebration that we attended was about reconciliation.  Reconciliation and bringing together of people not just of one particular race, but of the broad range of human beings.   Restoring and rebuilding relationships and bringing together of different points of view in full unity is an important part of the human journey.

As the drums beat today, giving steadiness and rhythm to my soul, I watched a gifted hoop dancer.
With the steady beat, our dancer created beauty and story from a variety of hoops.  At one point she moved through thirteen hoops all at once.  It was a seemingly impossible task, all done with a radiant smile, a sense of humour, and an even beat, creating incredible forms.

Being an adoptive parent is a bit like the dance of the hoop dancer.  It may look impossible, but find someone to walk with you and help you learn the steps, one hoop at a time.  With practice, wisdom, help and more practice, it can be done.

Listen to that drum beat in your heart today.  What is it communicating to you?  Listen carefully and take up those hoops there in your heart, one at a time.