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You know what I love? When some great bloggers I admire all write about something I’ve been thinking about a lot.
Right now, that thing is trust.
Natalie at Feeleez writes about living a life that doesn’t fit tidily into a facebook profile, and trusting that’s ok.
That’s why I keep reminding myself to trust the process of my life. Who I am is perfectly fine. I didn’t follow a straight path because I am not drawn to that kind of path. I like to have many interests bubbling at once. I like to mother and create and write and then do a completely different combination the next day. This really doesn’t fit in a Facebook profile. My thirty second elevator speech that describes my life just wouldn’t fit in a thirty second window of opportunity. We’d have to keep on riding to the penthouse to squeeze it in.
And Rachel at 6512 and Growing writes about trust, and her journey with the aspen.
Trust grew up in the same neighborhood as it’s all good, as the wise elder mentoring all the young upstart slogans. Trust is the bucket of water I throw on the hot flames of my worrying mind. The more I practice trusting, the better I get at it, which looks something like this: trust → gratitude → generosity → happiness → trust → gratitude…
I like change and adventures, but I also like the plans for those changes and adventures to be all neatly nailed down and clear in my mind. Trust is giving these things their own time, being patient and watching for the changes to sprout all on their own when the days warm up and the sun comes out. Trust is sitting with the discomfort and watching to see what happens next.
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Sometimes, losing my momentum can be a good thing.
I rush along and rush along, going from place to place and ticking items off my to-do list all the while. But what am I doing? And, more importantly, WHY?
When it comes to my own mothering, homeschooling, homemaking, and personal creative endeavours, the answer is simple. Or at least it is when I have resolved it in my heart. And right now I do – I am resolved to be a present, loving, mother and wife in my family. Because every organization needs someone who cares. That’s my job. I’m the CEO, manager and care-taker.
But I am less clearly resolved when it comes to my work here, at The Parent Vortex, and elsewhere. Why do I write? What is my purpose beyond taking care of my family? Do I need to have a purpose beyond that? Why?
I started a post awhile back and abandoned it, totally turned off by the idea and act of dictating to other parents how they should parent. I want to help parents make changes in their life that feel good and healthy to them, that help their lives and relationships with their children blossom, that make things easier and less stressful. But the more I parent and the more I read parenting books, the more I believe that there is not and never can be a fully comprehensive how-to manual. There is a reason why babies don’t come with a “Care and feeding of your new baby” pamphlet attached to the placenta. Real parenting comes from the heart. It is a highly personal, continually evolving process of nurturing the growing relationship between two human beings. It’s pretty hard to write a pithy how-to article with 5 easy bullet points to elucidate that magical process.
The paradox (and there always is a paradox to these things, which is why I love the vortex imagery so much) is that human beings are also biological creatures with some basic physiological responses that can be measured empirically and observed in a rational way. Relationships and the human spirit have a strong element of the indescribable, whether you call that magic or God or superconsciousness. It’s there, but so are the laws of physics and biology. No parenting manual can explain every individual situation that you might ever come across as a parent, no matter how thorough or well-intentioned the author. But there are some general principles that apply to all human babies and parents. It is each parent’s responsibility to apply these in a responsible, caring way.
I want to help parents understand what those principles are, and how they influence the parent/child relationship. I’m thinking big-picture, with details about biology and physiology as required.
Would you be interested in reading more about these kind of parenting principles? What kind of things do you like reading about here anyway? What brought you here in the first place? And what do you think I can safely leave behind in the archives?
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Tonight, I tucked the girls in, waited a little while for Claire to fall asleep, and then got up and sat down on my own bed.
And then just sat there.
I surfed twitter for a while, then set it aside. I just sat there. No books, no knitting, no writing, no wriggling baby.
Empty handed.
Intellectually, I know that this is the uncomfortable period in between one burst of creative inspiration and another. But I am feeling, well, uncomfortable.
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On the winter solstice we walked through a beautiful beeswax candle labyrinth, and the word “trust” came to me as we were walking. Trusting that I couldn’t get lost walking that labyrinth. Trusting in the inherent drive towards growth, wholeness and love in my children, and in myself.
Trust.
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