Pupul Jayakar wrote in her book, J. Krishnamurti A Biography, that as the time of Krishnamurti’s birth approached, his mother prepared the room, sang Teluga songs to her husband in her melodious voice, and rested on a mat. . . . ” And that “For eleven days of the prescribed period, the baby rested in an atmosphere that recreated the ambiance of the womb. He lay in semidarkness gently rocked in a cloth cradle next to his mother as in all Orthodox Hindu births. Krishnamurti’s entry into the dazzling light of the sun and the world was gradual.” www.jkrishnamurti.org
Sebastian, my grandson, entered the world on 25 May 2006. The delivery room at the hospital where he was born contained a happy staff. Ah, so important. There was a lot of merriment at the time of his birth, and Sebastian’s parents, Alicia and Michael, were alert, helpful and laughing, and the doctor was compassionate and encouraging throughout the delivery process. I’m sure that the little one felt joy in the room at the moment of his entrance. It seems a very kind way of starting life. Just as Krishnamurti’s mother prepared for his birth, Sebastian’s parents prepared in their own loving way for him.
Imagine that-you’ve finally arrived dear Sebastian! It’s an absolute delight to have you with us. May your life have-among other things-love, joy, compassion, understanding, beauty, harmony, success and abundance (in whatever those two words mean to you).
Welcome, Sebastian, to this fascinating world.