What experiences do you think are important for children to have?
Posted on Sep 19th, 2009
by
boogie
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for September 18, 2009:
to play in the rain and the mud.
icecream for breakfast.
pony rides.
going to art museums.
the companionship of animals.
putting their feet in the ocean.
icecream for breakfast.
pony rides.
going to art museums.
the companionship of animals.
putting their feet in the ocean.

Help




the poem aside, there is only one thing children need, and that is to make their own decisions. we maybe can guide them and help them figure out what is best, but we can't make their decisions for them. what children need is for grownups to realize this simple fact. if we set the children free, the entire world will follow. this i believe with all my heart. every mother knows good and well that babies are not born evil, they have to be taught how to do evil things. children know the difference between right and wrong, they don't need us to tell them what to do. they really don't. it's the ones who have been abused, never allowed their own choices to make, that don't know the difference between right and wrong. if we don't allow them to ever follow their heart, they will grow into adults who are unable to hear the truth their heart speaks to them.
the most important lesson i learned from my childhood was that when the pain gets too much, that's when the angels come. the most important lesson i learned as a parent was that it's the same abuse that causes the pain that makes them go away in the first place.
“the most important lesson i learned from my childhood was that when the pain gets too much, that's when the angels come. the most important lesson i learned as a parent was that it's the same abuse that causes the pain that makes them go away in the first place.”
That is sooooooooooooo true.
One thing I learned as a parent, now looking back at it in those terms, was to cherish and to be of gentle balance with the ayes and the nays and to be honest.
And to pick up stones along the creek in the woodland….often.
Oh yes, and fireflies on a crescent Moon night.
I grew up in a house where children were not seen as human beings in their own right and with a spirit of their very own. Rather, we were all seen as clay which must be molded and restricted, lest we become influenced by hippies. LoL. Then, I went off to be a hippie. The influence was interesting.
Blessings, my Friend~
oh, nahnni, thank you so much for your comment. i felt like this was the most important blog i ever posted, and nobody cared. to see the way they treat children in our world, well, at least it's getting better. at least it's no longer socially acceptable in most circles to beat your kids into submission like i was beaten, but the psychological abuse is just as bad, if not worse. and the spiritual abuse… that's still not okay to talk about it. nobody wants to hear about how religion has very nearly destroyed the diversity of the world's many different spiritual traditions, with this attempt to homogenize all of humanity into the same mould… it starts with the children.
my parents were hippies. they seemed to think children were inferior to adults, and that it was up to them to turn us into “good” obedient sheep, just like themselves, trusting in authority, rather than ourselves. but they wanted us to follow the authority of the liberal left, not the “wrong” ones (the word “conservative” in our house was spoken as though it was the worst insult you could call anyone). yeah, whatever. pick your side, it's all part of the same structure of abuse that controls us all. hippies said a lot of things about peace and love back then, but they didn't mean a word of it. they just wanted to get stoned and not think too much about the fucked-up world they were creating for their children to inherit. they talked a lot about revolution, instead of actually changing anything.