There is a "fools rush in where angels fear to tread" aspect to my current situation. Raising 4 kids and supporting a wife as well as an expensive dietary practice while on the verge of poverty may seem completely foolish to some. All I can say is that if you could only see for yourselves how the happiness that we experience every day "usually" balances out the stress and responsibility, then you would be able to truly understand what My wife and I are doing in this world. There is this great hope that we share of raising a new type of human being. Her being a crystal soul and me being bright glowing Indigo gives us the real opportunity to usher in the the new age of the Rainbow people.(scoff if you will, but I am fairly serious )
Perhaps I have been corrupted as the Donkey Knight Don Quixote by reading to much into the ideals of nobility and it has skewed my view of reality to the point of making myself ridiculous. I remember reading the Rainbow by D. H. Lawrence, when I was an awkward and nerdy teenager and just totally fallen head over heals for some of his ideas of love and family life that were expressed within the storyline.
"They knew the intercourse between heaven and earth, sunshine drawn into the breast and bowels, the rain sucked up in the daytime, nakedness that comes under the wind in autumn, showing the birds' nests no longer worth hiding. Their life and inter-relations were such; feeling the pulse and body of the soil, that opened to their furrow for the grain, and became smooth and supple after their ploughing, and clung to their feet with a weight that pulled like desire, lying hard and unresponsive when the crops were to be shorn away." (Chap. 1)
"Was his life nothing? Had he nothing to show, no work? He did not count his work, anyone could have done it. What had he known, but the long, marital embrace with his wife. Curious, that this was what his life amounted to! At any rate, it was something, it was eternal. He would say so to anybody, and be proud of it. He lay with his wife in his arms, and she was still his fulfillment, just the same as ever. And that was the be-all and the end-all. Yes, and he was proud of it."
— D.H. Lawrence (The Rainbow)
"Why, oh why must one grow up, why must one inherit this heavy, numbing responsibility of living an undiscovered life? Out of the nothingness and the undifferentiated mass, to make something of herself! But what? In the obscurity and pathlessness to take a direction! But whither? How take even one step? And yet, how stand still? This was torment indeed, to inherit the responsibility of one’s own life."
She saw in the rainbow the earth's new architecture, the old, brittle corruption of houses and factories swept away, the world built up in a living fabric of Truth, fitting to the over-arching heaven."