Not in secret. But consciously.
Babys in Eden
In the old world, life often begins in hiding.
With caution. With fear. With “better not tell anyone yet.”
Three months of silence.
Not celebrating too early.
Not hoping too loudly.
Almost as if life is something that needs to be hidden.
In Eden, we imagine something different:
A child is not created in secrecy.
A child is consciously invited.
When people in Eden feel
that they want to invite a child into their lives,
it does not happen by accident.
Not in passing.
Not with held breath.
But with a clear yes.
Not: “Let’s see what happens.”
But: “You are welcome.”
And not:
“We want you to be a certain way.”
But:
However you are —
if you choose us,
that alone makes us happy.
Children are not copies.
No mini-mothers.
No mini-fathers.
No mini versions of ourselves.
They are not an extension of our lives.
They are independent beings
who have chosen us.
Not to resemble us.
But to live themselves.
Our role is not to shape them.
But to protect them.
And to give them the space to be who they are.
When a child is invited in Eden,
the community comes together.
Not to judge.
But to celebrate.
We write our messages to the child
and release them into the sky with balloons.
Not:
What should this child become?
But:
What may it bring. What do we want to give it.
Courage. Joy. Depth. Freedom. Truth. Lightness.
Safety. Trust. Love.
Please do not disturb
Landing place for little angels.
And at night, here and there in Eden,
a small light glows on the rooftops.
Not loud.
Not obvious.
A warm glow.
A quiet sign:
Someone is welcome here.
Life wants to begin here. ✨