I don’t normally consider my birthday a special day, not since I was a kid, when I’d wake up and my chair was decorated with balloons and garlands. My 30th birthday was a very special day. Not because I was turning 30, but because it was the first time I didn’t think of it as the day where I’m all of a sudden a year older than I was yesterday. Instead it was the day I was born and that I came into this world. It filled me with a sense of celebration and gratitude. What a beautiful gift it was.

My parents came over from the Netherlands for my birthday, how sweet is that! Sharing the above thoughts and feelings with them, my mom told me how I’d turned blue and purple right after I was born and how for a few very long minutes they weren’t sure if I would make it. She felt  that  at that moment I had to choose between going back to wherever it is souls come from or staying here. I chose life.  I’m happy I decided to stay, hearing this story filled me with even more gratitude and an even bigger sense of celebration: my birthday is not only the day I was born, it was the day I decided to live.

In the evening, before I went to sleep, I drew an Angel Card and a Spiritual Insight Card* for my new year. A perfect end of a perfect birthday.

Beautiful Birthday Presents

 

 * Translation of the Dutch card: "Your longest journey will lead you to that what is closest to you: you’re on your way from being alone to being all-one."