on pain, guilt and other monsters we must overcome

My son just touched the iron and burnt his fingers. Screams erupt. I run to stop him, while in a complete frenzy, find him, hug him and try to capture all his pain and make it all mine. Within that split second, I can not only feel his pain, but my mind immediately goes to a thought greater than myself. Not sure exactly who planted that thought there, all I know is that it comes to me. Is it that I am overcome by guilt?... Is it just a normal response to the situation I am dealing with? I feel as if his burn might have something to do with a hidden sin, a punishment of sorts for disobeying. Or it could very much be complete random. I hug him with my entire being. and I realize that while we do not know whether events are random or have some unknown consequence in the grand scheme of the way things pulsate around this universe, all I have right now is his need. and I am here one hundred per cent. Luckily, it is only a very minor burn. The guilt though, still looms ominously, conditioned perhaps by my upbringing. It doesn't help that my mother just called, saying she had a premonition of sorts. Oh well. Some things you can explain, some we try to explain. Most are just random to us. Or at least they appear that way. Some things are just better left unknown, unturned. Undiscovered.