I am grateful both girls had a good first day back at school today. Neither were anxious, but am fearful the free spirit that is Jem is going to be affected by a teacher not so fondly referred to by her ex students as the screamer. But there is hope. Jem says she’s nice. And has decided she will not listen to everyone else. Who is the real teacher here?
The fact that other people like to spread poison and taint the view of someone else before you have the opportunity to form your own is sad. Good job Jem for not listening to everyone else.
We need to make the agreement to ourselves to not spread poison and use our words kindly. The opinion of others regarding someone else is just their opinion.
‘>…..You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts……….” Kahlil Gibran
Lynn, you and I always comment on the interconnectedness of all thought … I was reminded of this again independently on another completely unrelated site … too too weird. Love you.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
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