Thursday, February 27, 2014

For Savannah, at 11



http://living.msn.com/family-parenting/raising-kids/stop-teaching-your-kids-to-fear-disappointment
 
Savannah, now that you’re 11, there are two things in life that I want you to begin practicing:

First is to continue to think for yourself.  Just because everyone else is doing or thinking something doesn’t make it right? In fact, quite often it makes it wrong?  I want you to trust that little inner voice (your intuition) when you’re thinking for yourself too? It is something that, as you age, people will try to tell you to ignore (so that you can listen to what “they” are saying.) The reality is that voice is there for a reason? Don’t be afraid to ask questions and listen to that voice!

Secondly I want you to become comfortable taking educated risks once you’ve mastered the above? Anytime we (you, me or anyone else) takes a risk, disappointment can and will happen! It’s as inevitable as death and taxes.  I know I’m guilty at times of saying that I hate to see you sad or disappointed and it **is** hard because you’re so precious to me? And, often I’ve been guilty of trying to make you feel better by pointing out that a situation was unfair and you’re smarter or more talented than that? While that is truth…

The reality is we grow and learn through struggle, so it’s not like I don’t want you to struggle? I hope that makes sense?  See, I know I appreciate being a parent more because it was a tough road having you.  And I know we will appreciate our house more one day because we are sacrificing for it now! And, at a point in my life I kind-of took for granted having a nice house.  When we are humbled, we’re a bit more appreciative honestly?  It’s like if you have every gadget known to man you’re never really happy until you get the next gadget? You’re always chasing that next thing instead of enjoying what’s in front of you? Struggle helps you learn to be happy with what you have, instead of what you want….risk helps you find really high peaks of success as well as some struggle to keep you humble.   Sometimes God sends us some humbling times to help us grow in our faith and in our appreciation.  That pride you feel when you’ve earned an archery medal or a really good grade on a test is there because you’ve sacrificed for them?  You’ve practiced and studied and it wouldn’t be the same if those things were just given to you? If you never took a chance / tried out for them you wouldn’t have those experiences either? The truth is risking failure helps you find success. If you never try, you never know greatness?

Don’t get me wrong, sometimes those risks can get you into trouble (remember the food fight discussion), but if you use number one above when deciding about the risk then you’ll be okay? And even if it’s not okay and you get in trouble, you’ll own your decision. If you can do those two things with ownership, when you get to the dark side of your 40’s like I am, I guarantee you’ll have fewer regrets? I know I do! I love you!

Mom


Tuesday, February 11, 2014

without rain

without rain

there wouldn't be that sound
like bacon sizzling
above us lulling us to sleep
even tho our flashlight and book wait impatiently

for us on blurred lines days
when maybe it's okay
to lay longer in puddled sheets
lingering without coffees?

and without rain
there wouldn't be
that memory of when we were 7
rushing relief there was no spelling...

only coloring that tuesday of thick-lined umbrellas
and that awful miss grovenstein muttering to herself?
bitterly about storms
and no playground period
that made my first purposeful smirk?

caught your shy eyes, sneaking ~
with a sideways glance to
windows, now fogged with glazy bedroom drops
reflecting all the prism'd reds and yellows

putting on a sideshow...I know

how lonely we would feel without our rain.


Monday, February 10, 2014

imagine, revisited



imagine revisited

 

 

I’m igniting an anarchy of one

inside of this Saturn’s return,

~ knowing ~

I can’t keep re-winding myself

caught up in spiritual adolescence.

 

and so I’m working on me ~

choosing to work myself free…

 

free of the cocoon that got me this far,

of religion and nation and my own bloody wars.

free of  self- inflicted disillusionment:

my best intentions without my focused intent.

 

how is the time best spent?

not running out but spilling into itself?

now all we have are those endless possibilities…

 

I’m so tired of exploring myself,

everything seems so tightly shelved:

a closed book with ripped-off cover.

 

I can’t be written off like that?

I’d rather burn it all away

like a free-bird firebird phoenix in the ashes

red cinnamon anarchy rising, not in chaos

but uncompromising divinity:

birthing human’s kind hood.

and, lennon’s dreamstance finally understood.

 

and so I’m working on me ~

working to choose myself free…