Tuesday, July 3, 2012
The silent mind
Greetings y'all :
I confess I'm a troglodyte.That confession ought to come as no surprise considering I've been unable to figure out how to write this blog and keep paragraphs. But as the saying goes- we are the Robinson Boys and we won't be defeated.
Xander had a some splendid, nay stellar, day at camp whilst I putzed around the house. He truly humbled me with his ability to adapt, accept, and progress. I feel like I have my child back. After school I accidentky bopped him in his face with his folder. He kept walking , never missed a beat, never changes his countenance.I apologized he casually replied "it's Ok I'm not hurt" For most folks that is a normal or rather typical response but you see I allowed my child to go through a myriad of meds because he was labeled ADHD ( remember folks I reframed that quirky and exuberant) l am not diametrically opposed to meds but know my progeny and his brain AND , yes big and, how much stress he and I went and are going through coupled with poor parenting. I parented the way others , who didn't understand Junior Mint felt I ought to. It was not being true to me or my son. Twas unnatural.
Why let my sol invectus suffer because of my weakness? Why allow others to greatly influence my relationship with my little person trying to find his place in the world? I suppose that is one of the reasons for this blog. I was under pressure at work to fit in, not make waves, not defend my child ( at least as vociferously as I had). But life is like a car with two gears - forward and neutral. Sure check the rear view mirror but remember the future. Neutral is good for idling occasionally and quieting the mind, just don't over think, don't mentally masticate to the point of parking not idling.
Last evening after karate for the kid. Oh and by the way a child grabbed Xander by the ankle twisted it and threw him down ( which is not part of Kenpo) Xander screamed in pain was checked out, stood up and let it go. Again the old medicated little man would have yelled and attacked the opponent. We came home had dinner, snuggled and read to each other then fell asleep watching Alan Watts' lecture " a silent mind" on the you tube. It occurred to me - we are re-embracing that philosophy. The comfort in knowing life is impermanent and the ability to stop occasionally to free our cluttered mind of distracting thought. We are trying to embrace the joy of not thinking.
Final thoughts- as Mr Watts explained our eyes and ears are designed to receive. We see and hear more when we open them, don't strain and prepare our minds to receive by decluttering our thoughts.
Good Luck !
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My daughter has always been the more quiet, "don't make waves" child. In elementary school, when she was about Xander's age, she was forced to mediate a feud between two friends whose parents despised each other. The administration actually assigned my non-confrontational daughter the duty of sitting with each friend on alternate days despite the fact that she didn't actually want to sit with either of them. She was stuck in the middle. And I worked there. And I couldn't do anything about it at the risk of making waves in my job. If I had not worked there, I would have had the option of insisting that my daughter not be held to any such seating plan unless all students were held to the same standard. What an awful position to hold! It isn't fair (and wasn't fair) never to allow your employees to wear their "parent" hat when their child goes to the same school. I feel for you.
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