... "I’m writing our story in hopes of connecting with those who believe in the importance of personal growth. I recognize that most people work so hard at other endeavors there's little time to attend evening or weekend lectures, much less read and absorb the findings of hundreds of authors, concerning effective communications, love, friendship, and family. As I believe in division of labor—this has become my labor of love.”
“Annie, I still don't understand how analyzing friendship and love grew into such a passion for you ...”
"Well Mom, the minds of some people thrive while analyzing and reconstructing parts of the human body that malfunction. Some analyze and reconstruct cars. Planes. Rockets. Records to discs. Discs to sound waves vibrating by way of connecting ear phones to ipods. Some thrive while analyzing childrens' toys, tennis strokes, golf swings. Crimes. Sports. I thrive while analyzing relationships that stand the test of time and those that don't."
"I know that, Annie. But why?"
"Ha! That's a very good question, Mom. The truth is, I don't know that answer—yet. But you know what 'they' say: Ask the question, today. Live into the answer, tomorrow."
"Well, that's another thing—who in the world are 'they'? And why are 'they' so sure the answers will come?"
(Now I'm chuckling, because, once again, the same people, who suggest that I've grown too deep are the very ones who ask questions that stimulate my desire to dig even deeper than before!)
"Well—that's a really astute question, Mom! Let's see ... off the top of my head, I'd say: 'They' represent the spirit of wisdom, which is passed along the time line from one generation to the next. As to why they're so sure that the answers will come, down the road ... well that perception makes sense, because hindsight offers 20/20 vision for this reason: Once emotional turmoil clears, objectivity is more likely to appear. But we need to do more than wait for answers to appear. We need to quest, openly, honestly, and hopefully into ourselves. If we fear self awareness, denial will make certain that the brain's hopeless sense of foggy darkness will not lift. And as that train of thought makes sense to me, I'll stick with my perception until such time as experience may offer me sound reason to replace today's sense of truth with a deeper truth. If a deeper truth, disproving today's train of thought, emerges somewhere down the road, then my perception may have sound reason to change ..."
2014
At that earlier time in my life (about a decade ago), I'd not yet identified the reason, driving the depth of my need to analyze life and love for years without end. However, 'they' (the spirits of wisdom, passed from one generation to the next) were right on the mark, concerning 'Live until the answers to your questions appear.' You see, had Mom asked her questions of me, today, I'd not have felt stymied, concerning the passion of my quest for clarity in terms of the heart-brain connection, which creates each person's perception of reality. All I knew at that earlier time was this: The development of my life's work as a teacher of children began to deepen while observing my eldest child mimic me—first by smiling when I smiled, laughing when I laughed, following my example by mimicking my body language by waving bye-bye and responding to 'how big is the baby'. Then came the day when my child responded to my sense of authority by mimicking a resounding,"NO!"—in such a way that should not have shocked me, because of the fact that this cherub's tone of voice had so resembled my own ... and though I'd no clue of relating my child's mimicking me to my mimicking role models when I was a tot ... the depth of that perceptive awareness would come as my future continued to unfold ...
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