Kids

What ever happen to "kids will be kids" or "boys will be boys?" I remember back when my brothers boys where small they do things and is say "your sons rude!" Then shortly after I had a son of my own and now fine myself allowing him to do the same. Because he's just a kid.

We parents are always contradicting ourselves. At one end we want our kids to grow up slow- take their time their only a kid once. Then on the other end, we reprimand them and punish them when they are just being kids.

Today my 9 year old "pants" a friend. Yeah sure its inappropriate behavior for school and he shouldn't had done it. But shoot, those things are funny to kid their age - boys goof off and do silly things to one another all the time. And the beauty of it is, they never hold grudges - stay upset. They shake hands and move on. My son school made a huge deal out of it. When in reality, nothing's wrong with my son. He gets good grades, is a thoughtful student and behaves well. Is the other kids parent that can't teach their kid to just have fun, be a kid.

Is no wonder these kids are seeing psychologist and on medicines before the they hit the double digits. Parents are making zombies of their children.

Questions

Ever wonder why things start turning left when your direction is to the right?

Lately is what I find myself asking. How does one stop the clock? How can we get the answer to what is happening around us and has them? We coordinate these wonderful plans to form our lives and the lives of the ones we love and yet they fail. How do we make everyone happy? And how do we know they are really happy and not just conforming to the environment around them and faking a smile?

Problem is, when you live, you live to stay alive. Never giving up hope and always willing to do the unexpected to reach your goal the goals of the ones you live for.
 

If all we can do is hold our heads above water long enough to catch the next breath, then be it. Because every breath we take will power us with life.

Pluralism

In a world of pluralism…

In the words of the great American poet: Gwendolyn Brooks; “We are each other’s business; we are each other’s harvest; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.”

Don’t keep silence as silence will always hunt you. Don’t cross your arms and conform as conforming will lead you down the wrong path. Reach out and help/embrace your fellow brother or sister and help him/her see the world from your eyes. The eyes of a believer.

Hope. Faith. Believing.

 

When I feel low in motivation, I gear into finding hope and inspiration. I choose to only feed my mind and heart with love and optimistic energy to regain my direction.

 

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My Serendipitous Lunch

My professor instructed us to take a one hour lunch. Because I didn’t want to stay in my seat for an extra hour, I decided to take a short walk (although we are in the middle of a blizzard). In my walk I ran into this very attractive tempo. After discovering the menu is vegetarian base and meditation is offered. I decided to check it out. Unbeknown to me, I met a lovey lady with my same name and was invited to join the complementary lunch hour. During which time, I participated in a Chinese prayer of peace and thankfulness; I learnt the tempo was built in 1940 in China and now there are over 200. Their purpose is to bring people from all cultures together to practice peace of mind and mental wealth.

See… Our spontaneous walks of life are bound to teach us something new every time. Today I learn the gift of peace is shared among us all. We simply have to stop to take it in.

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