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Edited on Thu Jan-07-10 09:28 PM by stellanoir
Several Native Cultures believed that a child would whisper their name to their mum shortly after birth. Native American's were notorious for naming their babies after the first thing they saw after giving birth. The baby spirits probably hoped it would be a playful wolf, or a flowering lily, or a lovely sunrise, or a shooting star, instead of a growling bear, or a pooping boar, or a leaping lemming, or a weeping willow, or a floundering jellyfish.
:silly:
But more seriously, my son told me his name during my fifth month of pregnancy.
I used to sing it to him for the duration of his gestation, but I didn't tell anyone about it. I wanted to wait until I saw the whites of his eyes and I did.
It's a ridiculous mish mash of Anglican, Euro, and Eastern Euro cultures. Whenever anyone asks me on the phone, "How do you spell it . . .?" I say, "With great difficulty." I say stuff like ""N as in nomenclature. . . "P" as in pomegranate". . . "C" as in consciousness". . ."and NO, I was never in the military." :)
I remember once hearing that one of the more empowering affirmations one can say is to repeat their complete birth name whenever one feels the need for reinforcement of their essence and to derive their strength from self when it's lacking in their environmental interactions.
Of course naming is a process like so many things are. There are so often a plethora of complications. Many choose to change their names, or adopt nom de plumes or screen names later in life to integrate other energies, or transcend their familial circumstances, or a holy host of other reasons.
One of the most intuitive and creative friends I have, just had her very first child last spring. She was deeply compelled to give him a lovely though obscure Celtic first name. The father insisted on a far more bland and common name. He's not terribly attentive in his son's life at this point (wicked understatement.) I may encourage her to suggest to her son to adopt his middle and far more magical middle name which she heard over time. Must tread softly now though.
Felt entirely mixed when I got around to doing my kid's numerology before he was born and I surprisingly saw that he was not lacking in any numbers. Missing numbers in numerology are sometimes viewed as "karmic" numbers. Yet what pray tell in a chart, be it astrological or numerological, isn't karmic if one is going to take on that perspective. . .? The amazing person from whom I learned numerology after he did copious research, described missing numbers in a birth name (paraphrasing) as being representative of the energy that one is really great at accessing and inspiring in others, but which one not so great at grounding for themselves. I can relate to that entirely in terms of my missing numbers and experiences. Ahhh. . .one of them is my life path. Oooops.
Had read a statement from another numerologist who worked long and hard at finding a name for his child that was not lacking any numbers. The kid was born severely autistic but in his dad's statement, he couldn't have reinforced any more emphatically, how much joy that kid inspired in everyone with whom he interacted. So go figure.
Maybe that's the point. We can't manipulate our kids. We can only listen to them. They may just be smarter than we.
They'd better be, given all we are bequeathing them.
Another friend who is an Astrologer knew she had to have a C-Section. So she tried to manipulate his chart to be the "best" possible in the window she was afforded. Then a hurricane approached so the hospital insisted that all "routine" surgeries be performed on the day before the storm struck. So the kid ended up with the Moon conjunct Saturn squared her Saturn. Yikes. Great kid, though it's at times, a tough dynamic for both of them.
My son was born at home and right after birth, I knew shortly after doing so that he had an overload of a certain number which was also his life path. I had a moment of doubt, and thought, "well maybe I can't name him that." Yet with his Mars conjunct Jupiter and Venus in fire, I didn't feel as though I could ever thwart his will even if it be at the time, fetal. He didn't get a birth certificate until after he was 2 years old for several unbelievably dumb reasons. He's as much of a procrastinator as his mum. LOL
By the time he did, he had been nick named by his paternal grandmother in his second day of life with a shortened version of his birth name. That was one of the better things she ever did as it totally suits him.
He's on a first named basis with the world.
Also, his father insisted that he and our son should share the same surname which his very ancestry and pateral grandmother strongly belied. So a highly prized and well payed for and semi earned (for cultural reasons) prefix got completely ixneyed.
Bango, wango, he sorta acquired a missing life path number in one full swoop, though it may over time, turn out to have been, only temporary.
Thankfully, I could step back and realize that this relatively short termed alteration of what he had whispered to me as a still spirit, would ultimately protect him from an ever deteriorating situation between his parents. He can switch it back if he ever cares to do so at some point.
Besides he got his passport before he got his birth certificate so that was the first documentation of his birth so I did in fact follow his gestational instructions as best I could. I can be stealful in that way, when it comes to my kid.
Pssssssssssst. . . there's no such thing as a perfect name, or chart, situation, job, living situation, relationship, or marriage.
If you're looking for one, you've simply come to the wrong planet.
Sometimes, we just have to wing it, trust, and go with the flow.
Hope that your cousin will chill and trust that the child's name will come to her even if she needs to wait to see the whites of their eyes, and that she has an extraordinarily delightful baby and an really easy birth.
best
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