My need to refuel (which is compelling each time my power of
Intuitive thought has worked overtime to spotlight a
Current event that has served as the primary catalyst stimulating
Subconsciously repressed emotion to re-emerge) proves every bit as
Necessary as it is to recoup physical energy after an illness or as was
Seen by the excessive amounts of sleep that my body had
Need of over this past week and a half, though I can attest to the fact that
Physical exhaustion, due to thoroughly enjoying a sequence of
Happy events, is far less stressful than reeling with mental
Exhaustion after wracking my brain to identify and release
Anxious eruptions of yesteryear’s deeply repressed stress, 24/7
Throughout this past week spent enjoying Barry’s boys
I’d sleep soundly through the night till 9am only to find
The sandman casting his sleeping spell over my brain by
Mid afternoon when my craving to grab a catnap saw me
Snoozing on the couch, followed by the sandman’s
Stealthy return as early as 9pm, when, feeling
Spellbound, my head would hit the pillow after spending
Most of each day doing little more than keeping up with
The boys, whose energy levels far surpass my own, leaving
Me to see that my spirit (freed of disruptive uprisings of
Latent anxiety) feels younger than springtime until clarity, concerning
Today’s reality, reminds me on a daily basis of how much quiet time
My aging brain and body need to refuel so that after
Hugging the boys good bye on Thursday morning, followed by
Hugging Ravi, hello, later that same day, I was, once again
Made astutely aware of my need to invoke limitations concerning
How many hours my high spirited eagerness to frolic with
My grandchildren’s energetic playfulness could last before
I’d felt need to make firm, yet kind use of my self assertive voice to
Plant this conscious awareness ever more deeply into the forefront of
Tony’s, Ray’s and Ravi’s bright young minds:
Gramma feels tired and in need of time out to recover
Energy spent in my attempts to keep up with children, whose
Batteries remain fully charged way past time when mine has
Run out of steam ... Needless to say, I don’t release
All of those words to descend upon my grandkids’think tanks
In fact, all I really say is this:
Grandma feels tired, so I need a time out while you continue to
Play until I feel ready to be your playmate, again
Generally, upon taking that reality in, all three react somewhat
Grumpily until they internalize that frowning faces will not
Change Gramma’s mind, and in this simple way does
A fun-loving adult (who’s developed a whale sized portion of
Patience, fortified by an attitude of heartfelt determination to treat
Others with gentle kindness, convey the heightened level of
Mutual respect that I hope to receive when the tables are turned) model
A trifecta of life and love lessons for a trio of young brains to absorb as
Tony, Ray and Ravi grow ever more aware of personal need to
Harness their naturally grumpy reactions, which people of all ages emote when
They fail to get others to meet their every need
In short, each time I make sound use of my self assertive voice to create
A balance between their wants and my needs, three children begin to
Developing a conscious awareness of the importance of growing into
Sociable creatures, whose kind-hearted inner strengths will draw
Kindred spirits toward connecting meaningfully with each one, and
As a bonus, each time I casually mention my need of time out to recoup
My grand children’s sponge-like think tanks absorb
This conscious awareness, as well:
Ttime out is not a punishment meted out for unruly behaviors but rather
A quiet moment in which to calm down, rebalance, reflect and re-energize
Our brains’ highly intelligent, natural desire to set power struggling
Attitudes aside in favor of choosing to enjoy mutually respectful
Social engagements with family, friends and colleagues
And as yesterday saw Ravi playing Simba whileGramma consented to
Play Uncle Scar happily for hours, today will see me enjoying a quiet day of
Mental and physical relaxation until 4:15 when Will and I will be
Picked up by dear friends as we four feel eager to enjoy
A movie made to stimulate the minds of adults to discuss
Historical facts during dinner at which time our conversation, concerning
Churchill’s darkest hour will entertain no thoughts of Simba, Mufasa or
Uncle Scar except for the fact that good will always seek creative ways to
Stop evil from attacking the peaceful state of mind that those of us who’ve
Experienced the good fortune of being raised by kindhearted parents crave
These photos, which insist upon showing up in a disorderly fashion, symbolize
Disorganized thoughts falling out of our mouths whenever
Unresolved defensiveness distorts today's sense of clarity
And these videos, which refuse to open, reflect
Mental blocks that puzzle our intellects and silence our voices until
Our intuitive powers grow so strong
As to persistently alert our conscious awareness of
As to persistently alert our conscious awareness of
A subconscious secret that we keep from ourselves, which is
In serious need of reconsideration before peace of mind can be restored ...
And now, tis time for me to enjoy this morning before nap time finds me yawning 😄
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