This post brought to you by the love of my parents

Driving in the rain one morning this last week, I had a flash back to my childhood. I remembered riding in the front seat of my moms bad ass white Camaro one rainy day. As we were driving along I was mesmerized by the windshield wipers. I was thinking to my little girl self, that pattern on the windshield left by those wipers looks like a shark fin poking up out of the water. Oh! Wait it could also be the top part of a bassinet,...

I remember liking the bassinet image better because I would pretend there was a baby in that bassinet and the wipers were her parents. As the wipers went back and forth one patent would check on the baby by looking over the back of bassinet and the other parent would then lean forward at the foot of the bassinet and kiss the baby.

Imagine a pretty good pace of the wipers clearing the windshield and little Angel sitting in the front seat chanting to that rhythm, "kiss the baby, check on the baby, kiss the baby, check on the baby".

Image how that early chant of self love shaped who I am today.

All I can say to that is thank you to my mom and dad for kissing this baby and checking on this baby. I love you both very much and your love made that chant possible, which I still chant from time to time when its rainy.

If you are one of many people reading this that can not identify with these feelings of appreciation for the love your parents may or may not have given you, depending on your perception, it is ok to imagine yourself as the baby in the bassinet and chant this to yourself. It is, after all, a chant of self love and I give you permission to use this chant to love and heal yourself.

We have the power. All we have to do is use it.