On Birthdays....

As I sat in the coffee shop sipping a very large cappuccino, watching those around me reading, chatting or just enjoying a cup of coffee like me, my mind drifted. Thoughts of friends, family, of things gone by, the present and the future. Random thoughts one leading to another, relaxing and just enjoying the atmosphere and rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Taking another sip of the coffee my mind took a new turn and I thought about those whose birthdays were coming up, including my own, and I felt inspired. A fitting topic for a blog.

The question really is, why do we place so much importance on a birthday? Considering that there are six billion people on earth today, surely the birthday of one, in the bigger scheme of things, is insignificant? These and other questions about birthdays I contemplated and thought about and decided thus.

What makes a birthday significant in our lives is not the fact that this is the day on which we left the protective comfort of our mother's womb and took our first breath of air, rather it is that the Creator in His infinite wisdom chose the soul, that is you, to come into existence in this world on this day. Unique an original never to be duplicated ever again, each and every one with its own special gifts and flaws to experience this world. Connected by a common experience, birth. 

Celebrating your birthday is thus a sign of gratitude, for being able to experience the world and the beauty of the the world around us. For the all the abilities and gifts we were given and for the contribution, no matter how big or small, that we are able to make, on this journey we call life. For the ability to feel emotions and perhaps for the greatest gift of all the ability to love.

So celebrate your birthday, with a song of gratitude in your heart and know that you are special and unique. Go forth with love .

Happy Birthday :-)

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