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Now would you teach that to your children?

I have this line of inquiry running in my head that seems to reappear with some frequency. i really wonder about the shit we teach our kids and how aware we are of what we want to pass on to the next generation. sometimes my reason for the question is so obvious like “why in the hell is that child dressed to ‘kill’ at 6 months old, killing doesn’t really match with her darling multi-layered pink bow, nor the bubbles that she continues to blow?” but we can’t help it can we, the outfit was a gift, it was too precious to pass up, it’s funner than playing with dolls…
or “is it really possible that mom and dad are not aware how disrespectful and downright rude their kid is? if he pulls my hair one more time over the back of this booth, i’m going to pull his back”

and “if the boy just wet his pants as you were trying to force him to climb onto the pony’s back, is there a chance he might not want a ponyride today? just wondering”
but much more that these painfully obvious things we as adults seem justified putting our kids through because “we had to learn it as a kid and so should they”, i am questioning the behavior of adults and wondering just what the lesson was their parents were trying to teach them, and what the le
sson was the kid took on into adulthood?
and what secret did this mom whisper to her precious cargo–to make him so eager to make his entrance into the world?(can i hear it next…)
mostly these are not extreme, terrible or obvious things–not things that parents may even be aware that they are passing on to their kids, it is really more like defense mechanisms, ways of rationalizing behavior or lack of integrity in choices–or outright fears that translate into dicey moments in all of our lives.
so i get it, there is no instruction manual to life, raising kids or being perfect. we are all just really doing our best, but i really do always wonder why we humans tend to shoot ourselves in the foot quite so often.

here’s my point, at what place in human history did we learn to believe in our fears, choose life the hard way, let go of our inner guidance system–and then turn around and teach that to our kids as “that’s just the way life is!”? i call total bullshit on this one-i really want to expose this practice for the bully that it is, the snidely local priest peering over half-glasses shushing the joyous children of the world, the bitter maiden aunt dried up from lack of proper care and feeding and insisting that those children be seen and not heard, the establishment or the “been there, done that” crowd…
rather why don’t we teach our kids and ourselves that life is a tremendous gift, truly a puddle-luscious experience whose marrow we should spend our entire lives attempting to suck dry? this is my personal philosophy; there are unseen, unproven, whispered possibilities that circle our psyches all the time that i would love to hear trumpeted from the rooftops…life is so easy, you have an amazing power and gift and can create whatever wondrous dreams you conjure up, even when serious shit hits the oscillating fan it’s because you asked to learn some stuff in this life–that doesn’t mean it’s not worth living–it means you were powerful enough to get what you asked for…so pay attention to those questions, be clear on your intentions, view life with the joy and delight that it was giftwrapped to be.
(photo credits tim gibbons, photog and filmmaker extraordinaire)
Notice this little chica? utterly fearless, has she ever learned the strange lessons our western society tries to put on us? i think not!!! i embrace this stance to open and let the wonderment in.
i was really writing this in response to a few fears i noticed in others this week, but really it’s my own best advice(some showed up to be great mirrors for me) and i’ll be the first one to step forward for a little self-mothering.
Hear that lama? puddle-luscious!!!! so let the marrow sucking begin!!!
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