I did a little something different here this week because:
A. I was busy elsewhere.
B. I hadn’t read this old writing in about 10 years.
C. When I see it now I see it with new eyes: the pictures, the words, the recollections, the purity, the pain, the truth, the teaching, the wisdom that was waiting on the page all along.
D. I don’t want you to worry about yourself or your children. I don’t want you to worry that they won’t know a grandparent or have picture perfect happiness or a certain kind of memory. I don’t want you to worry that your skills are lacking, or that your children will end up hollow or ruined because of something said or done, or because of something that wasn’t said or done.
E. Tell me, please tell me that you see what hangs so clearly from this tree, what hangs from every tree, the only living thing that lasts, what refreshes and nourishes us forever, what we carry from day to day and season to season in an undiminished supply, that we need only reach up with our own hand to take and taste as our own.
F. Love.
Hello Karen
I have been pretty overwhelmed by your writings…but I must say it is in a very good way. The story, the choice of words, the feelings, the emotions, the hurt and the happiness are all there. I am a mother of one son. One of my biggest struggles is wanting him to have a happy childhood. There is only so much I can do, but at least I know he is happy with me as a Mom and maybe that will be his best memory. Your site and writings are beautifully written and say so much. You are very talented and I appreciate you sharing with all of us.
Comment by Lady T — January 25, 2008 @ 4:56 pm
I see.
thank you for letting me see through your eyes, opening my own, to see through my own.
love to you.
Comment by bella — January 25, 2008 @ 6:34 pm
What I see looks mighty tasty! And so close at hand.
Comment by kathryn — January 25, 2008 @ 6:42 pm
Thank you for this week. I am coming out of a bout with parenting angst.
It’s good to be reminded that it is all right here, right now.
Beautiful writing.
Comment by Kapuananiokalaniakea — January 25, 2008 @ 10:19 pm
I see…
And my eyes are cleansed for the seeing.
Thank you for these beautiful words,
In peace, Maithri
Comment by Maithri — January 25, 2008 @ 11:52 pm
An undiminished supply.
And the reminder that if I really see my children (and myself, and you) as whole, then there is nothing I could say or do to change that, or damage them. Only love, love, love them and myself best I can.
Love back atcha,
xo Jena
Comment by Jena Strong — January 26, 2008 @ 1:16 am
i’m new to you but i am so thankful to have found your blog. thank you for your words and your truth. love all around and back home again.
holly
Comment by Holly Lash — January 26, 2008 @ 4:31 am
I am trying, I am trying.
Comment by Lisa — January 26, 2008 @ 2:09 pm
I get it.
Comment by Mika — January 26, 2008 @ 3:55 pm
I see. Thank you.
Comment by Shelli — January 26, 2008 @ 9:57 pm
i try to see.
thank you for your love.
mb
Comment by mb — January 26, 2008 @ 10:43 pm
Love, I can do!
Comment by Mama Zen — January 27, 2008 @ 6:09 pm