I have recently really noticed how abundant and generous Mother Earth and all of creation is. With every tree, flower, fruit or vegetable that grows, there is an abundance of seeds to ensure that we’ll always have what we need. The planet naturally balances itself this way and always provides. I sometimes wonder how I could ever again worry “if there will be enough,” when every apple has the means to grow more apples, and every cucumber too. I could list all the ways that I have been amazed by this lately, however I think that would be a long list!
I had the brilliant opportunity to meet with an Aboriginal Elder a few months ago and he is the one who planted the seed in my awareness for me to see that everything I need is both within me and around me. He helped me to see that the creator always provides, I just need to see it…stop looking for it, just see, feel and know it.
Thank you to all aspects of life, of this journey, of this planet and beyond.
The other morning on the walk to work, I realized that it really helps me when I look up when I walk. It helps me get out of the thoughts I’m stuck in, and helps me see the bigger perspective within and around me. I remembered that this morning and the walk turned into a very profound experience! I wrote some words that came to me while I was walking and finished it at my desk:)
When I am stuck in the mind while I am walking to work, I look up.
When I look up, the world shows me how much bigger I am than thoughts.
When I look up, the thoughts diminish, and the true beauty and power of the Earth astounds me, stops the thoughts in their tracks, and I breathe.
When I look up, the trees and their tops guide me and lead me with their strength, stability, silence and stillness.
When I look up, I remember who I really am.
When I look up, there is movement in the clouds and light pouring down, and I remember that I am more than I ever could understand or know.
When I look up, I remember that the Earth is my Mother, the Sun is my Father, the Wind is my Brother, and the Water is my Sister.
When I look up, I remember that no matter how disconnected people are from the truth of their being, the planet remembers, and she remembers for us and does what she can to remind us with her beauty, grace and resilience, in the way that children do. I am reminded that no matter how much we seek to destroy ourselves, others and our planet, Mother Earth is with us, leading the way, showing us the truth, that we and she are indestructible, that on the inside, we are glowing with light, love and power, just as she is in her core, and that we can learn to tap into our core, our light too.
When I feel myself slipping, I look up, breathe and remember and am grateful for our planet and the beautiful way she reminds me so gently, so peacefully, so gracefully, that I am majestic, just as she is.
Thank you Mother.
The Journey of Tunuri and the Blue Deer by James Endredy helped me remind me of my Earth family.
I’m a relatively new mom all things considered. My daughter is about to turn 4, but I feel like I’ve learned a life’s worth of lessons with her so far. Her presence has shown me so many limiting ways of being that I was operating from. Now that I’ve plunged myself into this journey of self-awareness and awakening to the truth of who I am, I’m seeing more and more how many of those limiting behaviors I still have and I’m seeing more how others are similarly trapped (or more or less so, depending on where they are).
Early on, when Zara was less than 1, I often found myself complaining about her lack of sleep, her lack of doing what I wanted, when I wanted. It was all around me too, all of us young mothers, complaining to one another, and there were many books out there to support the complaints, such as “how to get your baby to sleep,” “how to whisper to your baby the way this person does,” and the list is endless. I could have stood at the parenting section for hours and not really known where to start. It kind of felt like I was being given a chance to start over. Instead of carrying my life forward from my old ways of being and my old job, where we would work and then complain, work and then complain, I was given the most precious gift of all, a beautiful baby girl with a wise soul, deep eyes and an open heart, who showed me with her presence and her reactions to my behavior and my unconscious energetic rebukes, what I was really doing. She was giving me a chance to try again, to see if there really was another way to operate, instead of from defense, blame, victimhood and what about me-hood, she was showing me what my actions were doing to her and she was looking at me with those wise eyes, almost as if to say, “I know you can do this, really I do.”
I’ve since come a long way. In fact, sometimes I’m not even sure I’m the same person who was angry at our little precious one (9 months old is one time I remember) for not going to sleep, and then deciding that if she wasn’t going to go to sleep, then I would turn on the TV and just watch it. I’ve been learning how to forgive myself lately and whenever those memories of my unconscious behaviors come up and I start to blame myself and feel guilty, I’m learning to be kind to myself and stop, close my eyes and put my hands on my heart and say, “I forgive myself,” out loud. It feels really good. I really didn’t know any better, I really was doing the best I could have, and sometimes when I forgive myself audibly like that, I get goose bumps and I know that it’s true, that I’ve really forgiven myself and I’ve chosen self-love over self-beating-up like I used to.
I offer some suggestions to those who are/were like me, who are/were trapped in unconscious patterns of relating to the world and to their children, so that they may see that there are options and alternatives instead of just following along. I offer them from my heart, from my experience, because I think we all want to do the best for our children and we often hate it when we hear those harsh words come out of our mouths or feel ourselves pulling away from our beauties, or even exploding at them. We’ve all done it and I feel like we can all unite together in this, instead of hiding in shame and learn from one another and most importantly, learn from our children. We all remember being the child who was yelled at, who was shamed, who was hit or threatened with abuse, we all remember those feelings, let’s assist one another in stopping the unconscious patterns and let’s start honoring ourselves and our children.
Some things that have helped me:
Notice how you talk to yourself when you are around your children. Is there a constant stream of “you little brat, I’m going to make you do this, how could you do this to me, we only have 5 minutes left, what do you mean you have to pee, you just threw your food on the floor, are you (insert swear word here) kidding me?” From my experience and from reading Eckhart Tolle’s books, all we have to do is notice it to pull out of it. Sometimes I’ve noticed it so strongly and I have to completely stop what I am doing and lie down and breathe, or I may do something absolutely silly (which was not like me early on) and run around the house 3 times (I learned that from the book “Adventures in Gentle Discipline”) or sing a song. I do my best not to give up my power to the thoughts in my head, which are not me in the first place.
Notice yourself criticizing your children, either directly or behind their backs (especially when they are in hearing range, actually, it’s best to avoid it completely, they’ll sense it anyway). Children hear and notice everything. If you are supportive in front of them and then turn around and roll your eyes or slump over in exhaustion so your friends can see (I’ve seen this), they will feel it and notice it. We are not masters of deception as parents, children are masters of detection, I especially remember this from my childhood. Ask yourself why you feel like you need to complain about your child, what purpose does it serve? Does it help people to like you, does it help you to feel like you fit in that way? I wonder if all parents like to hear others complain about their children and what would happen if one of us parents started saying, “actually it really bothers me to hear you criticize your child, please don’t share those negative comments with me. I will always support you in finding constructive ways to deal with your situation, but no criticism please.” I think I may give it a try. Actually, I’ve already done it and it’s worked!
Think about the things you were told as a child: you are fat, you are so useless, you are so stupid, you can’t do anything, you’ve dropped that again, what’s wrong with you, I hate it when you do that to me, etc. It won’t take long to think about them, because they are stored inside us, in our subconscious minds, like a little program we learned as children, waiting to play over and over again. Consider what program you want running in your child and speak from there. For more information about children and their subconscious minds and the beliefs about the self that get stored there, you can check out Bruce Lipton’s, “the Biology of Belief.” That book was such an intense wake up call for me. Children even have different types of brain waves until they are 6, and that is so they can soak up as much about the world as possible, including beliefs about the self, and they get those mainly from their parents. Consider what types of things you say to your child!
If your child is always resisting what you are saying, consider why. From an early age (6 weeks) we followed “diaper free baby”, so that meant we would assist our daughter to pee in a potty, toilet or sink, instead of in her diapers. It meant that we were in tune with her, noticing her body movements as signals for when she had to go, etc. It was a really cool process and I’m glad we did it, we didn’t have to wash as many diapers and it meant we didn’t really have to potty train our daughter because she understood what her body needed to do and into where, from a very early age. I remember putting her on the potty at certain points, maybe when she was 8 months and she would stand up and look at herself in the mirror (I had my hands under her arm pits and the potty was on the counter, so you can picture it!) and she would sing and bounce and marvel at herself. I felt myself getting so frustrated that she wouldn’t do what I wanted. I had such strong memories of my father being frustrated at me like that and I could feel the frustration in my entire body. I tried to “get” her to go, but of course it didn’t work. None of us like to be forced!! I read “Everyday Blessings: The Inner Work of Mindful Parenting” and my life and parenting turned right around. I was mindful and aware of when I was forcing and I was able to pull back and centre myself and sure enough, there was less force, less control and less battles because I had adjusted how I was approaching my parenting.
Instead of blame and anger, consider stopping, breathing, getting some fresh air and realizing and knowing that your child is not out to get you, but is there to highlight that which you haven’t wanted to see for a long time:) Consider thanking your child and moving on from a fresh place. I’ve had a lot of help in my “moving on” and “letting go” because in my experience of life, it has never been as easy as just saying it and it being done. I’ve learned about mindful parenting, I’ve learned about gentle discipline, unconditional parenting, making time for myself (still working on that one), allowing myself to say no and meaning it and it being okay, and I’ve also learned about healing and letting go with an energy coach/healer/guide that I see quite regularly, and through techniques my husband has learned on his own path of reclaiming his life (reconnective healing and heartmath, http://www.healandevolve.ca). I’ve also learned that yoga, nature walks with my family and friends and dancing are very therapeutic and enjoyable for me.
I think there are traps in parenthood and I think they are there for a wonderful reason, just as our children chose us for a wonderful reason, to help us see the truth of who we are and so that we may honor and love them and allow them to flourish and shine the way they intended when they came to this beautiful planet.