<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2025 12:56:41 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Parenting:  Living With Your Zen Master</title><description></description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-6508601355118250193</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2007 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-06T09:42:47.698-06:00</atom:updated><title>Pyrrhic Victories</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Pyrrhus was the king of Epirus, who defeated Roman armies at Asculum, 280 B.C., but at such cost to his own troops that he was unable to follow up and attack Rome itself.  He is said to have remarked, &quot;one more such victory and we are lost.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;That is so often the parenting style taken on, not by others, but by moi.  When our oldest was in fourth grade, she wanted me to take her to school and pick her up.  We had two younger ones;  I was in graduate school, and her request I thought of as unnecessary.  She caught the bus, and besides that, could easily walk to her dad&#39;s office after school, only a few blocks away.  All of that is true and practical, and the place I missed was I never found out &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; she wanted me to pick her up.  I did not sit with her, hear her, honor and respect her request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;At thirty-one she told me why--How she simply wanted that time alone with me, wanted to be seen and cared for in that way, and my heart did fill with regret--not that I didn&#39;t give her everything she asked for, but that I didn&#39;t find out the intent motivating her unmet want.  I wasn&#39;t open, and I won that victory, which I now consider a lost opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;We begin our conversations with others, having predetermined the relationship, projecting onto them what we know to be true.  &quot;I know&quot; is an immediate disconnection from others.  Not knowing, being curious and open is a state of being that is both humble and alive with possibility.  It&#39;s the state I was in when I heard our daughter this time, and now forgiving myself fully for what I didn&#39;t do then is another step into not knowing and curiousity--I don&#39;t know how all of the misses I did as a parent are gifts to my children.  That&#39;s a concept beyond my understanding, but my daughter yesterday told me it was true.  My misses as a parent and my openness about those now have taught her how she wants to be with her son.  And, so it goes.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/10/pyrrhic-victories.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-6909054246082700767</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-05T13:04:52.670-06:00</atom:updated><title>Blended Families Coach:  Marcia Walker</title><description>The family structure is no longer two parents with 2.4 children. &quot;Family&quot; can mean a single mom with children, a single father with children, two moms, two dads, step moms, step dads, grandparents who parent their grandchildren, and so it goes--We&#39;ve changed our definition through the Reality of what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&#39;re a part of a blended family, and looking for a coach to facilitate the re-creation of your family, Marcia Walker, is a top of the line choice.  She is the step mom/mom in a functioning family, and her &quot;Step By Step&quot; approach facilitates uncovering mythology about the wicked stepmother and uncovering the opposite extreme--that a step parent is capable of the same attachment to the step child as the biological parent.  With Marcia, you can learn what is possible for your blended family.  Her skill and personal presence (even on the phone) will encourage and change your family to be more than you thought possible.  So, if you&#39;re part of a blended family, send &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:marciawalker@comcast.net&quot;&gt;Ms. Walker&lt;/a&gt; a note.</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/10/blended-families-coach-marcia-walker.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-1607085184534268913</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2007 16:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:40.542-07:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;New Traditions:  Redefining Celebrations for Today&#39;s Family&quot;  by Susan A. Lieberman</title><description>&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117538197462271282&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicf5SZRxpm9YbyFUzrBHO7P3YVO7SdNUOLE_1vSmCIbYob5BNOEn4B5oXep3egmw3cO3NMN-8L0wgSybfzSxKtTuGUVeFt4xT053wqupfT3CMb9oXEcbxuKrjGiUKQfNnRkeBMomC55VA/s400/51SYBMW19TL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;This past Labor Day Weekend, our three adult children, daughter-in-law and new grandson traveled to Seeley Lake, Montana. It was our fourth summer in a row to make the trek, the first with our three children and this time we were seven total. We traveled in two cars from Bozeman to Seeley Lake Tamaracks Resort, a pristine, impeccable, for generations family run Montana resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was, for me, the most connecting family vacation I&#39;ve experienced, and there were three elements that created this highly esteemed outing. First, we were all sleeping in the same cabin instead of separate ones as we had in the past; next, we were relatively drama-free, and finally, we were each responsible for the creation and leadership of a one hour group activity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These group activities were each unique because everyone made their own choices--and there was no collaboration. In one session, we each talked about visions of the future. Another time we jumped in the early morning freezing lake. We played badminton and wrote letters to the baby for him to read at some future date (those dates ranged from when he&#39;s ten to when he becomes an Uncle). We sat together and napped, read, wrote letters and played on a laptop. We played cards, a game from our daughter-in-law&#39;s heritage, and finally, we did an affirmation process that had the feel of a meditation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The willingness of each person to participate fully (and to sometimes not) was inspiring and fine and caused me to wonder what else might be possible. We bring meaning into our lives, give it ground and substance through traditions that say, &quot;This is who we are.&quot; I&#39;m dreaming now of how we, together as a family, can give back to humanity. What better way to support our love and spread it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.  Check out Ms. Lieberman&#39;s book on family celebrations for a plethora of ideas.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/10/family-traditions-and-retreats.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicf5SZRxpm9YbyFUzrBHO7P3YVO7SdNUOLE_1vSmCIbYob5BNOEn4B5oXep3egmw3cO3NMN-8L0wgSybfzSxKtTuGUVeFt4xT053wqupfT3CMb9oXEcbxuKrjGiUKQfNnRkeBMomC55VA/s72-c/51SYBMW19TL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-7164874988056015697</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2007 18:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-19T17:33:10.589-06:00</atom:updated><title>Learning By Doing</title><description>Last weekend, I traveled to San Francisco to Brad Brown&#39;s memorial service. Brad, mentor and beloved &lt;a href=&quot;http://moretolife.org/foundation_trainers.cfm&quot;&gt;teacher&lt;/a&gt;, died on August 10. Here are a few thing I learned from Brad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; to forgive myself and others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; to clear my thinking by telling the truth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; to claim my personal authority without being aggressive, pleasing or passive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; to create art by allowing the art to emerge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; to release the illusion of control&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; to co-create results with Life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; to be on an intentional path of self-actualization by processing events in my life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; to be present, in the here and now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; to meditate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brad did not write a book on these subjects, but he designed experiential trainings that included processes-- &quot;how-to&#39;s&quot;. He impacted thousands of lives from the United States to the United Kingdom and South Africa and New Zealand. He will be missed by many, and I know his essence is here, every time I use one of the processes he created. He has imprinted my being with his brilliance and love, and empowered me to choose my life.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/09/learning-by-doing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-3569936784297805021</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 20:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-14T12:10:23.129-06:00</atom:updated><title>More To Life October 12, 13, 14</title><description>Last week, ten of us gathered at Claud&#39;s and my house for the first of a five part series of &quot;Coffee Talks&quot; and &quot;Previews&quot; that lead up to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.moretolife.org/&quot;&gt;More To Life Weekend&lt;/a&gt; Elaine Alpert, Senior Trainer and I will train on October 12,13.14, 2007 in Bozeman, Montana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had seven students of the program and three guests present, and we used Dr. Brad Brown&#39;s Guidelines to Relationships to talk about our own relationships and how we are being in them. One student talked about feeling frustrated and angry, having witnessed mistreatment of a child. This was anger and resentment we all understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about the pain of resentment, how it hurts us, claims our lives in an underhanded way, contaminates our ability to stay present, to love ourselves, our lives, to love others. Yet at the end of all our talk, there was no obvious door that led out of that troublesome place of resentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, &lt;em&gt;More To Life&lt;/em&gt; is a training filled with &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; to accomplish that which appears impossible--like fully forgiving, without hesitation or recrimination. I&#39;ve sat with people as they did just that--completed the task, felt light afterwards, easy in themselves, heartened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&#39;ve taken the &lt;em&gt;More To Life Weekend&lt;/em&gt;, come &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:djanmatney@gmail.com&quot;&gt;play&lt;/a&gt; on team October 12, 13, 14. There is no skill needed to do that--just more opportunity to claim your life. If you haven&#39;t taken &lt;em&gt;More To Life&lt;/em&gt;, I invite you to &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:djanmtney@gmail.com&quot;&gt;attend&lt;/a&gt; a Coffee Talk and Preview. It&#39;s a chance to explore this program that offers more--mostly more of you being yourself.</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-to-life-october-23-24-25.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-640284576507682609</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-02T08:31:17.182-06:00</atom:updated><title>Upcoming Parenting Course</title><description>In my opinion, the most important thing a parent can do is to grow &lt;em&gt;themselves&lt;/em&gt;.  When I do that, I provide for my children an atmosphere of clarity and integrity.  I can be trusted because I am authentic and authoritative, without being demanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For five Tuesday evenings from 7:00 to 9:00, October 30 through November 27 (an exception is that we may meet on Monday, November 19 instead of Tuesday, the 20th),  I will be teaching a Parenting Class in Bozeman, Montana.  It is aptly called, &quot;Your Child As Zen Master:  A Parenting Class&quot; because we&#39;ll be exploring our &#39;stuck&#39; places with our children--not from the perspective of &#39;what&#39;s going on with my child?&#39; but from the perspective of &#39;how am I reacting (or over reacting) to my child?&#39;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl Jung said that if you want to be a good parent, do your own personal work.  He also had the notion that when a parent is over reactive toward their child, it&#39;s because of their own projections.  For instance, I had a difficult time when I was nine, so it was challenging for me to maintain my connection with my own children when they were nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Parenting Course, you&#39;ll note your own projections and then do your personal work so that you become more congruent, providing your child with a steady rooted-ness that children, no matter their age (and mine are grown) thrive in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested or would like more information, &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:djanmatney@gmail.com&quot;&gt;Email&lt;/a&gt; or call 406 570 3791.  If you&#39;re not in Bozeman and want to have this course in your city, let me know.  We&#39;ll see what we can work out!</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/09/upcoming-parenting-course.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-4681666753645638646</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 15:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:40.843-07:00</atom:updated><title>Voice Movement Therapy</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiASZszCzap7MdWpfl0MabUqesjDCBRgz3I_iVms9C5Vcn2tBPWTvfSRkwQ7O8Os2VGI1RdlCcdyP6FNnu6E-38hbBbfJPDb6hJE0G6pzH7Duj6vpOIfqGa-wpBrWaN2Kcdse7s_6UY9fg/s1600-h/VMT.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104522957613665234&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiASZszCzap7MdWpfl0MabUqesjDCBRgz3I_iVms9C5Vcn2tBPWTvfSRkwQ7O8Os2VGI1RdlCcdyP6FNnu6E-38hbBbfJPDb6hJE0G6pzH7Duj6vpOIfqGa-wpBrWaN2Kcdse7s_6UY9fg/s400/VMT.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson, our three week old grandson, is vocal--more so than I remember our children being.  I think it&#39;s because his mom, while birthing him, used &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iavmt.org/&quot;&gt;Voice Movement Therapy&lt;/a&gt; throughout.  Her birthing experience was so powerful--her voice so expressive and open--that the midwife has asked, &quot;Now who was it you did VMT with?&quot;  She has another mom-to-be who wants to prepare for childbirth with our daughter&#39;s VMT therapist, &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:skelebone@mac.com&quot;&gt;Kelly Close&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having my own voice has been an issue for me.  I was raised in the South, third daughter and by the time I came along, I don&#39;t think my parents had the bandwidth to hear me.  And, being a child, I took it personally--thinking that meant I had nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson seems to have a head start.  He&#39;s a noisy guy--not with crying but with the full expression of whatever he is experiencing.  I think he got it from being in the birthing canal and hearing his mom, chanting and singing her way through childbirth.  Her voice, his voice--to him it&#39;s the same.  He still knows we are one, and he doesn&#39;t mind telling us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/08/voice-movement-therapy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiASZszCzap7MdWpfl0MabUqesjDCBRgz3I_iVms9C5Vcn2tBPWTvfSRkwQ7O8Os2VGI1RdlCcdyP6FNnu6E-38hbBbfJPDb6hJE0G6pzH7Duj6vpOIfqGa-wpBrWaN2Kcdse7s_6UY9fg/s72-c/VMT.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-7041792834373051786</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 13:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:41.154-07:00</atom:updated><title>There Really Is More</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHzZhuOx3ZAz1UBFjoXuhRYTIQX3hopARLhDOMNCSBTpNB_5QXvUrZ2pcEaOhlssmNtzN2vPCAfjqXy9mEePaIHTVVV_Sifg4PY1ijz0mk87lSzic3ssbp2q9BvKz7M7cXLbHDvXMqt0A/s1600-h/Brad+with+Jan+and+Claud.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103079608084040642&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHzZhuOx3ZAz1UBFjoXuhRYTIQX3hopARLhDOMNCSBTpNB_5QXvUrZ2pcEaOhlssmNtzN2vPCAfjqXy9mEePaIHTVVV_Sifg4PY1ijz0mk87lSzic3ssbp2q9BvKz7M7cXLbHDvXMqt0A/s400/Brad+with+Jan+and+Claud.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have taken ten Advanced Courses through the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.moretolife.org/&quot;&gt;More To Life Program&lt;/a&gt;, and most of those have been with Brad Brown, PhD. He is pictured here, in the middle, between Claud and me. Lately, I&#39;ve felt as thought I&#39;m in a personal advanced course. Our grandson, Jackson, was born on August 4, and on the following Friday, August 10, Brad, mentor and beloved teacher, passed from this life. The intensity of these experiences reminds me of times with Brad, in the mountains of Georgia and the woods of California--he, the teacher and me, with others, the student. The past three weeks have been the same--a holy time of gathering true priorities and releasing roles, expectations and demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad was large physically and an even bigger presence--not always comfortable to be around--unless, of course, I was comfortable with myself. He held a space for human nobility, and I feel his presence often these days and remember what he said or what someone told me he said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Way of a Warrior, one of the More To Life Advanced Courses, Brad taught us that Life comes to us to awaken us to our humanity, authenticity and love-ability. But he told a friend of mine that ultimately, every event in life is awakening us to our love-ablity. Will I receive and give love?--That is the bottom line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps I&#39;ll call this &#39;advanced course&#39; I&#39;ve been in these past weeks--&quot;It is Calling You&quot; and the &#39;it&#39; would be love. Will I receive and give love when I&#39;m not only gaining a grandson, but also relinquishing my role as caretaker for our daughter, as she steps more fully into herself, her marriage and her motherhood? Will I receive love from Brad, sit in the circle of people who knew him, instead of buying into--&quot;He knew too many, meant too much for me to acknowledge the impact he had on my life.&quot; Will I receive and give the love that is pounding away at my defensiveness--with my husband&#39;s gentle look and touch, one child&#39;s delima, problems at work, or my own belief that I&#39;m somehow left out, not called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have a mentor, sit with that person and listen, and if, like Brad, that one calls you to yourself, to love All that is--sit some more. Love--the great underpinning of Life, the Reality that is God, the calling--and answering that is ours to do or not, every moment--is It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-taken-ten-advanced-courses.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHzZhuOx3ZAz1UBFjoXuhRYTIQX3hopARLhDOMNCSBTpNB_5QXvUrZ2pcEaOhlssmNtzN2vPCAfjqXy9mEePaIHTVVV_Sifg4PY1ijz0mk87lSzic3ssbp2q9BvKz7M7cXLbHDvXMqt0A/s72-c/Brad+with+Jan+and+Claud.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-7359601748555064406</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 15:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:41.435-07:00</atom:updated><title>That Relentless Call</title><description>Last August 4, on a Saturday at 1:01 PM, our daughter and son-in-law had Jackson.  This &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBLGZ1lrR54-ph13tMjlwI0RVW7W_8AIwuMGjM43Om90P3gzUNTJiXJbY_O_L5nnpseVFNJHHMY4ymP8LVATYHGYWYSc5B1eJQ36LKBLYsUJyFWZSWj7SAdPT2DA1N_wKPQx6tiaP064M/s1600-h/mail+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102654395863273986&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBLGZ1lrR54-ph13tMjlwI0RVW7W_8AIwuMGjM43Om90P3gzUNTJiXJbY_O_L5nnpseVFNJHHMY4ymP8LVATYHGYWYSc5B1eJQ36LKBLYsUJyFWZSWj7SAdPT2DA1N_wKPQx6tiaP064M/s400/mail+2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; picture is of him, right after he was born.  To me, he is a miracle--this birth, new life and hope in our midst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claud and I sit on the porch most mornings, talking and sharing in a way that we didn&#39;t when our children were living with us.  Back then we were talking with them, getting them off to school, having breakfast, providing rides or discussions of &#39;who gets the car anyway?&#39;  Now we have the time to talk, and it is both sweet and a little strange, given how we&#39;ve been with our children. &lt;br /&gt;This morning Claud was talking about all the times he wasn&#39;t present with his life, the children, the people around him.  You probably know exactly what he meant.  I did.  And yet, here Life is again in the form of Jackson,  still constant, still saying &quot;Wake up!&quot;  &quot;Stay present!&quot;  This is a relentless call--in the clear, cool mountain air or in the smoke, so heavy from the fires that we sometimes sit inside--It is the same.  Will I be present now and now and now--to the child, the coolness, the smoke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/08/that-relentless-call.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBLGZ1lrR54-ph13tMjlwI0RVW7W_8AIwuMGjM43Om90P3gzUNTJiXJbY_O_L5nnpseVFNJHHMY4ymP8LVATYHGYWYSc5B1eJQ36LKBLYsUJyFWZSWj7SAdPT2DA1N_wKPQx6tiaP064M/s72-c/mail+2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-4452016540228238639</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Aug 2007 17:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:41.599-07:00</atom:updated><title>Authenticity</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaHpB5MyHcWDaio2E-BeZjEufFVaBdhgZePguLTmu_-0tet89ZObKbjanUPHq9SXosPPOTjw50EM5BMUgvdgVMuBvglz5jhS10MiphaF8sYuDLGgB_rJq1vnG1lsopsplX2Y76VxL8pR8/s1600-h/8806902.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094541870554996834&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaHpB5MyHcWDaio2E-BeZjEufFVaBdhgZePguLTmu_-0tet89ZObKbjanUPHq9SXosPPOTjw50EM5BMUgvdgVMuBvglz5jhS10MiphaF8sYuDLGgB_rJq1vnG1lsopsplX2Y76VxL8pR8/s320/8806902.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m surprised how much of the &#39;playing it cool&#39; I do is unconscious protection. It&#39;s not that I don&#39;t like being alone or enjoy getting things done (checking off a task list does release endorphins). I like to plan for the future, to cook a tasty dinner and sit and talk, and there is a part of me that is, without question, action oriented. But I don&#39;t always come forward with what I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want---I would rather not even know what I want when I consider rejection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Right now, as we await the birth of our first grandchild, I am awash with deep feelings---seeing and then not wanting to see the REALITY of life---that &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; changes. I feel like the &lt;em&gt;Velveteen Rabbit&lt;/em&gt;, as though my false self is being rubbed away and with the coming of my wrinkles is the uncovering of my soul. I see myself more often within the context of my death, and that &#39;seeing&#39; impacts my relationship with our grown children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Yesterday I talked with my husband and two of our children about what I want. With age, it&#39;s been easier for me to understand what is important to me, and though I have some sadness about the passing of time, I&#39;m glad to have more of my voice and my own willingness to be vulnerable. I want to maintain and deepen connection--not through keeping our large house in which we&#39;ve raised our children, but through an honest attachment, one that is willing to say yes or no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I think I&#39;ll buy the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Velveteen-Rabbit-Margery-Williams/dp/0380002558/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/102-7133910-2802549?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1192837757&amp;amp;sr=1-1&quot;&gt;Velveteen Rabbit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I&#39;m ready to read it now because even though I still love to get things done and to plan, I also glimpse how absolutely vulnerable we all are. I am in that time of life, knowing that people we love die, and they sometimes do that before we think they should, knowing that there is always opportunity to connect and an awe-filled well of true love within us that can reach beyond any accumulation of wealth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t think that the authentic &#39;Law of Attraction&#39; is about making our lives the way we think we want them. But instead trusting that life itself is after us, &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; promising the richness and fullness of love. We don&#39;t control that with our thinking but it is a given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/08/authenticity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaHpB5MyHcWDaio2E-BeZjEufFVaBdhgZePguLTmu_-0tet89ZObKbjanUPHq9SXosPPOTjw50EM5BMUgvdgVMuBvglz5jhS10MiphaF8sYuDLGgB_rJq1vnG1lsopsplX2Y76VxL8pR8/s72-c/8806902.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-7034382779686089597</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 00:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-30T15:25:03.855-06:00</atom:updated><title>A Yoda for Our Children</title><description>&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;When our son was thirteen years old, Claud gathered men who were important to him for our boy&#39;s initiation ceremony into manhood--a sort of Native American Bar Mitzvah for a child without any cultural heritage on which he could lean. It was an avant garde evening for sure. The men met in the woods, sitting in a teepee together, talking, until our thirteen year old was challenged by them with a predetermined conflict. Our son resolved a racial slur, one man toward another, with surprising acumen--and slept that night alone, on the side of a mountain, explicit instructions in mind. If he arose before sunrise, the snakes would still be sleeping. I&#39;m sure he didn&#39;t sleep that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housed within this initiation are elements of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://ias.berkeley.edu/orias/hero/%20-%207k&quot;&gt;Hero&#39;s Journey&lt;/a&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--The call to adventure--A road of trials --Achieving the goal --Returning to the ordinary world --And application of the learning--&lt;/em&gt;Rent Star Wars, and you&#39;ll see the same:  The hero who answers the call to adventure, meets trials--(even that of a father who has chosen the dark path)--achieves his goal and returns to the ordinary world, equipped with an internal knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love that movie, watch it over and over, consider it a classic.  It sold millions of toy Luke Skywalkers, and for years now, Chewbacca has been a part of our mythology. We see ourselves in each character--cheering for that part in us that is both foolish, young and heroic--repelled by the notion of ourselves as the evil Darth Vader who would consume his own. All of this twentieth century tale brought to vivid form in movie theatres &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; the ancient myth of the journey, and it is loved because it is a story about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our daughter expresses a need for a village in which to raise her boy.  There are older women and men who have collected her, expressed their care, initiated her into motherhood with showers and gifts and excitment for what is next.  I hope that in the midst of this village, our grandson will find a wise one, not yet known, who will mentor him--some Yoda to offer guidance on his journey, until he knows the same within.  And, I wish the same for us all--even believe it possible.     &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/07/yoda-for-our-children.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-3229276131804567024</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-29T08:50:48.613-06:00</atom:updated><title>Love</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;A friend&#39;s husband died two days ago. He was in his nineties, certainly old enough to die, but our pregnant daughter cried and cried. She&#39;ll have her baby in the next weeks, and she was close to him, having rented his upstairs apartment until recently, seeing him through the course of their lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I remember when I was a girl in high school, and my friend introduced me to the concept that with every death, there is a birth. I&#39;m reminded of that now, as we await the coming and going of those we love, this natural flow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;In preparation for their baby, our daughter and her husband have remodeled the house my husband and I lived in when we were their age. We&#39;ve kept it these twenty-three years as a rental, and it had fallen in disrepair. They&#39;ve brought it back with color and their care for place. This is where their baby, our grandson will play and rest and teach our own daughter and son-in-law something of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Our bereaved friend loved, as she ushered her husband of forty-six years to the other side, washing his body and laying flowers, gently, to say her goodbye. Love is, as I alternately find joy and forgiveness for my own life, lived with some growing wisdom as I acknowledge our human frailty and nobility. I witness love as I sit on my daughter&#39;s porch, once my own, watching her burgeoning form, tears falling from her eyes in awe of this coming child and the taking of her place as &#39;mother&#39;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I can see through this dim glass that this is our only need--task--requirement, commission--it is only love.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/07/love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-7735205964219409200</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 21:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-27T17:02:10.476-06:00</atom:updated><title>Being Different Doesn&#39;t Mean Being Wrong</title><description>I am consulting with an up and coming business in Bozeman, providing the latest in Organizational Engineering with the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iopt.com/unlimited-use.html&quot;&gt;I Opt&lt;/a&gt; tool, an assessment that measures &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; individuals process information. This particular assessment has excellent validity and reliability and was created in 1991 by Dr. Gary Salton.  I recommend taking a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I study I Opt, it occurs to me that this particular assessment would be excellent for families. I&#39;m impressed that it reveals the &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; individuals process information, certainly a major motivator of behavior. What&#39;s going on that they do what they do anyway??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides describing each individual&#39;s processing style (there are four basic ways), I Opt&#39;s program can also describe how a team of people will function--the ups, downs, ins, outs. In fact, they can show clients how to build a team that produce specific results. It&#39;s a matter of getting the right combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how about it? Along with deciding what color of eyes our children have, couldn&#39;t we, once we had them, use the I Opt to &#39;&lt;em&gt;better understand, measure, predict and guide the behavior&#39;&lt;/em&gt; of our families?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, Claud and I are are both the youngest in our original families, and perhaps that&#39;s not why, but our parenting styles have sometimes been less organized (yet with the value of creativity) than I wished. What if someone had entered our home and identified how Claud and I processed information, which would have shed light on what was motivating our sometimes scatteredness. Perhaps the I Opt computer would have spit out recommendations about how we might adjust to create a more functional family--or maybe added students from a cultural exchange program to balance us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to I Opt, when an individual processes differently than another, if they don&#39;t understand why, they think the other person is wrong!  (Sound familiar?)  Another comment, that gave me hope, is that this particular tool, not only helps people understand each other, but once they understand, they continue to treat each other differently. What a relief--some acceptance followed by change and walla--better results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all of this as an I Opt &lt;em&gt;Relational Innovator (&lt;/em&gt;someone who can make connections out of what others might think are disconnected avenues of thought).  And, if you aren&#39;t a Relational Innovator too, you might not be able to follow this blog.  Just keep in mind that we&#39;re different--and that doesn&#39;t make either of us wrong.</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-different-doesnt-mean-being-wrong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-6222519653551664028</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 03:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-22T10:16:08.970-06:00</atom:updated><title>Narrative Therapy:  What&#39;s Your Story?</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;In preparation for the upcoming Parenting Class, I&#39;ve been reading about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.narrativeapproaches.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Narrative Therapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; and find the concepts stimulating. One interesting notion is that &quot;an alternative to traditional therapeutic &lt;em&gt;certainty&lt;/em&gt; is &lt;em&gt;curiosity&lt;/em&gt;.&quot; To elucidate, in traditional therapy the client is diagnosed as having a certain problem (depressed, anxious, dependent, etc.), and the therapist is the expert who &#39;knows&#39; rather than being curious about the client. The problem &lt;em&gt;belongs&lt;/em&gt; to the client, rather the client having a problem outside their identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These concepts have some parallels to authoritarian versus authoritative parenting. For instance, an authoritarian parent would take the more shaming view of the child as the problem--&quot;She is an angry child who must be controlled!&quot; while the authoritative parent would externalize the problem by saying--&quot;There is this anger that she&#39;s dealing with. Let&#39;s find out how she sees that impacting her.&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve done the authoritarian or certainty route as a parent, thinking I understood this or that behavior (and of course I would with a Masters in Mental Health Counseling). The notion of simply being curious about my child is outside the purview of the mind. Who is this person anyway? What is their life like at home, school, work, with their friends and in my case, with their significant other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Narrative Therapy holds that our identity, who we see ourselves to be, is shaped by our stories, both personal and societal. When our stories are full of problems, this negatively impacts our identity. Sometimes, the answers to these problems are in the alternative, &#39;on the fringe of our lives&#39; stories we don&#39;t think to tell. We don&#39;t tell these alternative stories because we put front and central in our view, stories that are bereft with problems. We rely on dualities such as healthy/unhealthy; normal/abnormal; and functional/dysfunctional. We rely on the stories given to us by our culture, rather than telling the complex, multifaceted narrative of our lives. In a sense, when we tell the &#39;fringe&#39; stories, we are thinking outside the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;The motto: “The person is not the problem, the problem is the problem” is central to Narrative Therapy. With this foundation, there is not only more curiosity for the therapist, but less shame for the client, and the therapist shifts the client&#39;s focus away from self-attack, looking at the problem as separate from the person and seeing how that problem influences the client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could we do the same with our children? When there is a problem, we could externalize it and shift our thinking away from any shame or recrimination and simply deal with the problem, with curiosity as our foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that would require us, as parents, to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; blame ourselves for what we think we are seeing, to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; rely on traditional interpretation, to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; project our upset onto the child. A lot of (k)NOTS! So what would be required, besides what to not do? Self-love, understanding the chatter between our ears and applying veracity--in essence our own growth is required. Add to that curiosity and the story unfolds! &lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/07/narrative-therapy-whats-your-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-7205718503313110933</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 14:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:41.803-07:00</atom:updated><title>What Are Your Thoughts On This Question?</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089677560362990818&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixiVfajkU8HY2mml1ZfFT-LKv5eF9dSSfeLP3PRY_CW_ouPlVEYuxLSiQOduHUFPLtV9p8sbpWQB2w47MEaNDCLQONpdsK0E5neBhzjPilyI_dPKEmSkyq3GAYc4oxuG38GK6pRCW1J60/s320/558609_group.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Recently, a friend of mine posted an interesting question to a bevy of women who have been discussing and answering my friend&#39;s thought provoking question via email. Having just completed &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;UNPAC&lt;/span&gt;: A Couple&#39;s Course&lt;/em&gt;, I found her question relevant--and I paraphrase-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&quot;Why be in an intimate relationship--Is it&lt;br /&gt;children? I can do&lt;br /&gt;that alone....Is it intimacy? I have that with my&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends....Is it sex?&lt;br /&gt;Is that all?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I do think that the couple relationship informs children. If there&#39;s something amiss with the parents, the children know and will express that in some form. The couple partnership--married, divorced, friends, enemies-- is foundational to a child&#39;s understanding of life and relevant to parenting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;It was helpful to me to ponder her question, and I&#39;ve included, as part of this blog, her question and my answer. I&#39;d enjoy hearing your responses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;her question....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&quot;What is different and sets a relationship with a&lt;br /&gt;significant&lt;br /&gt;other apart from the rest of your relationships, apart from&lt;br /&gt;sex &lt;/span&gt;and children?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;and my response....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&quot;For me, companionship, children, and a support partner are&lt;br /&gt;obvious benefits of being in an intimate relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides&lt;br /&gt;those, an&lt;br /&gt;intimate partner relationship is perhaps the most significant&lt;br /&gt;pathway to&lt;br /&gt;spiritual and emotional growth. People are attracted to someone&lt;br /&gt;with whom they&lt;br /&gt;can work out&lt;br /&gt;unfinished business from their childhood.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, there&#39;s no&lt;br /&gt;attraction. And through this difficulty, our deepest&lt;br /&gt;wants and needs can be&lt;br /&gt;fulfilled. The inevitable power struggle is the&lt;br /&gt;spiritual journey on offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, when I say yes to whatever&lt;br /&gt;Life brings me with &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Claud&lt;/span&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m willing to see &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Claud&lt;/span&gt; as a unique person,&lt;br /&gt;and not as me--when I take back my&lt;br /&gt;projections and am vulnerable with him,&lt;br /&gt;when I own what I want and say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;solidly&lt;/span&gt; and I let my &quot;yes&quot; be &quot;yes&quot;&lt;br /&gt;and my &quot;no&quot; be &quot;no&quot;, when I choose love,&lt;br /&gt;over and over, I am not only&lt;br /&gt;growing the relationship but I am meeting my&lt;br /&gt;destiny--&lt;br /&gt;creating myself&lt;br /&gt;as a woman who is closer to Source and more closely&lt;br /&gt;the creation I&#39;m meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;rubbing against each other seems the problem, but it&lt;br /&gt;is actually the answer&lt;br /&gt;to how to become real.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-are-your-thoughts-on-this-question.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixiVfajkU8HY2mml1ZfFT-LKv5eF9dSSfeLP3PRY_CW_ouPlVEYuxLSiQOduHUFPLtV9p8sbpWQB2w47MEaNDCLQONpdsK0E5neBhzjPilyI_dPKEmSkyq3GAYc4oxuG38GK6pRCW1J60/s72-c/558609_group.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-3700742661318861895</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 04:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-19T23:56:03.626-06:00</atom:updated><title>Parenting:  Your Child As Zen Master</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I am studying Emotional Freedom Tapping (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www,emofree.com/&quot;&gt;EFT&lt;/a&gt;), planning on using it for the Parent&#39;s Course Claud and I are teaching this summer in Bozeman, Montana. Yep, that&#39;s right, after Claud and I completed the fourth of our five session Couple&#39;s Course (that in the future we&#39;ll call UNPAC for UNconscious Partner Attractor Characteristics), I asked Claud if he&#39;d like to teach and help design the upcoming Parenting Course. He said an enthusiastic &#39;yes&#39;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;It was a rich and fulfilling experience teaching &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:djanmatney@gmail.com&quot;&gt;UNPAC: A Couple&#39;s Course&lt;/a&gt;, and the participants, after completing the course, acknowledged Claud for his contribution. They appreciated having the perspective of a man and a woman, and they appreciated being with another couple who have been through the common struggles of intimacy. I&#39;ll send you some of their comments when we get them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;So, back to the Parenting Course--I have been deeply influenced by Gordon Neufeld&#39;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.gordonneufeld.com/&quot;&gt;work&lt;/a&gt; (I took his &lt;em&gt;Power To Parent&lt;/em&gt; course this summer with our daughter and son-in-law). I walked away from it struck by how good parenting comes from over and over, strongly attaching to our children. In other words, don&#39;t be held hostage by the latest theory on how to gain control over children, but instead gain enough wisdom and authority to deeply attach. Then our influence over them is because they respect and love us, not because we know how to manage them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;This is an elegant request, but not always easy to do since it&#39;s not easy to keep our intelligence in the midst of raising them, or our maturity in the middle of our own immaturity (and this immaturity can happen at 27 or 37 or 59, as I recently turned). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The general design, the &#39;cut&#39; on this upcoming, soon to be released Parenting Course will be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to grow ourselves up while we&#39;re growing our children up. This will include real time, today issues, and we&#39;ll lean into them and learn together, taking back our projections, reclaiming our role as Parent and calming ourselves down enough so we can actually do all this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I plan on using EFT and do recommend the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://eft4kids/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;EFT Forum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;--a discussion amongst folks using this method for kids and issues about them. Like chi gong, it is a kind of energy psychology, which I&#39;ve found personally empowering--and empowering to the people with whom I&#39;ve facilitated .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Let me know what you think about the forum and any ideas, thoughts, reflections or questions you have about the Parenting Course. It already has a name--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;mailto:djanmatney@gmail.com&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Parenting: Your Child As Zen Master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Sound familiar?&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-studying-emotional-freedom-tapping.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-354188465589599161</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jul 2007 21:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:42.039-07:00</atom:updated><title>Parents:  A Unified Front</title><description>As &lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087182425949134242&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWlCE5Zd5Nk7gEjews2awQt-Rg0G5vRoCGVSI3zFW3Eu59kHaCT63ozcVRv07Eg9-2MT-F5TS_pNbyrZHX1-HnQbn73SGZFbEOsn0rGAp_JXi3Hi5QaKUq-Ss3jipKIrxy74EdtnUcCZM/s320/823104_festa_junina_2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;Claud and I complete the &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:djanmatney@gmail.com&quot;&gt;Couple&#39;s Course&lt;/a&gt; this Monday evening, I am struck again by how much a couple&#39;s relationship informs children. Last week during our fourth session, the conversation turned to the importance of presenting a &quot;unified front&quot; to our children. An interesting concept, and one I agree with, &lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;the &quot;unified front&quot; is the couple in limbic resonance--in honest agreement.  But the term, &quot;unified front&quot; sounds like the oft fought war between parents and children--a lose-lose dynamic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the parent of adult children, having gone through the experience of parenting for the past thirty years, it matters to me that I learn more and more about being authentically &lt;em&gt;Jan&lt;/em&gt;. Otherwise I miss out on my life, and misguide others. I&#39;m only offering a presentation or a suggested front with my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And let&#39;s not fool ourselves--Children know what&#39;s going on. They are (as one psychologist told me when Claud and I were in therapy with one of our children) in the middle of our relationships.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/07/parents-unified-front.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWlCE5Zd5Nk7gEjews2awQt-Rg0G5vRoCGVSI3zFW3Eu59kHaCT63ozcVRv07Eg9-2MT-F5TS_pNbyrZHX1-HnQbn73SGZFbEOsn0rGAp_JXi3Hi5QaKUq-Ss3jipKIrxy74EdtnUcCZM/s72-c/823104_festa_junina_2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-1790006484708524082</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 15:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:42.870-07:00</atom:updated><title>Who Are Our Children?</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend sent me this email, appropriately entitled, &quot;Mother Of The Year&quot;. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzyDLC3dnDu2hggSXpVpXaADCQ1FhJEFWbhV70VVegY6OZiLiMKv3IMOLIAw3jvVmNBEqtvSJnIXNlAV-frsJdnHwBd20vRF2X9VoP72Hr1qy4xHfS2XmQ9zsloiKHrHcsluSFJphahr0/s1600-h/image001.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086710671036308786&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzyDLC3dnDu2hggSXpVpXaADCQ1FhJEFWbhV70VVegY6OZiLiMKv3IMOLIAw3jvVmNBEqtvSJnIXNlAV-frsJdnHwBd20vRF2X9VoP72Hr1qy4xHfS2XmQ9zsloiKHrHcsluSFJphahr0/s320/image001.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In a zoo in California , a mother tiger gave birth to a rare set of triplet tiger cubs. Unfortunately, due to complications in the pregnancy, the cubs were born prematurely and due to their tiny size, they died shortly after birth.The mother tiger after recovering from the delivery, suddenly started to decline in health, although physically she was fine. The veterinarians felt that the loss of her litter had caused the tigress to fall into a depression. The doctors decided that if the tigress could surrogate another mother&#39;s cubs, perhaps she would improve. After checking with many other zoos across the country, the depressing news was that there were no tiger cubs of the right age to introduce to the mourning mother. The veterinarians decided to try something that had never been tried in a zoo environment. Sometimes a mother of one species will take on the care of a different species. The only orphans&quot; that could be found quickly, were a litter of weanling pigs. The zoo keepers and vets wrapped the piglets in tiger skin and placed the babies around the mother tiger. Would they become cubs or pork chops? Take a look...you won&#39;t believe your eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUkYnF2PoBy7QhXeF2dYhwaYUb-_QVvqFI7_FQo4FBvm7L4TCqsWn8f8wNuMH29JEc2vjL7rC0oreLhz4lS8ulpYb0l17P5n0WFpLhriGxq9GHKj6MnFNdK3joJEvKdZb89_-CSaRaihE/s1600-h/image003.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086711899396955490&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUkYnF2PoBy7QhXeF2dYhwaYUb-_QVvqFI7_FQo4FBvm7L4TCqsWn8f8wNuMH29JEc2vjL7rC0oreLhz4lS8ulpYb0l17P5n0WFpLhriGxq9GHKj6MnFNdK3joJEvKdZb89_-CSaRaihE/s320/image003.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5p3Uv5z_ZgOCEdNT874_U-fKQD73v00dy0hRzrhcD9rjTvSYO9xNzgNyrBEXnwDRHWlWN7OGwj9ADnmC_jXjNbAgx1dz216zi9NYzw-fnBTGPF0Azi4ZnnXxjF5y-_KVMW8MDvG5VPHQ/s1600-h/image002.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086711658878786898&quot; 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style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqUdN4p9xSiurmDcF_9ovrfkg78FPjhFVT5ENdwInYEBdpKsVS8cisjegiAGrVYve09LEC3nmcSeCwuPiStlNcbAjsxr4tgZF-FkombeZMrca4YMntA6bhOoEvdoExTpdpSatcYJ741hg/s320/image004.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now, please tell me one more time..........&lt;br /&gt;why can&#39;t the rest of the world get along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/07/who-are-our-children.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzyDLC3dnDu2hggSXpVpXaADCQ1FhJEFWbhV70VVegY6OZiLiMKv3IMOLIAw3jvVmNBEqtvSJnIXNlAV-frsJdnHwBd20vRF2X9VoP72Hr1qy4xHfS2XmQ9zsloiKHrHcsluSFJphahr0/s72-c/image001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-1789283166566360569</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 04:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-12T10:21:08.821-06:00</atom:updated><title>What Is My Place In the Midst of the Fires?</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;As I watch the fires in the great Northwest and hear of floods in my home state of Texas, I am aware of our changing earth, and I can only imagine what these changes mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;My husband, an engineer, says, philosophically--&quot;Things will be different.&quot; And, in my mind that is the way it has always been--only now things are different, faster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;As a grandmother, a mother, a woman, concerned citizen of this earth, I know it matters that I keep myself steady in the midst of these changes--standing firm and awake, with my heart open to the message Mother Earth is sending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;There is action to be taken--our response to this climate change. And,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt; as the Council of Grandmothers suggests, this is also a time to connect ourselves with our &quot;ancestral ways of prayer&quot;. These indigenous women gather with their traditions. My &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; more recent ancestors are Southern Baptist, but as a friend of mine once said (and I paraphrase)... &quot;The aiyee-ya-ya-ya sounds of our Native brothers and sisters are strangely similar to the old Baptist hymns we sang as children....&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The fires are here, encroaching upon beautiful Montana, and I join these Native Grandmothers in the prayer of our collective ancestors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;We, the &lt;em&gt;International Council of Thirteen&lt;br /&gt;Indigenous&lt;br /&gt;Grandmothers&lt;/em&gt;, believe that our ancestral ways of prayer,&lt;br /&gt;peacemaking&lt;br /&gt;and healing are vitally needed today. We come together to&lt;br /&gt;nurture,&lt;br /&gt;educate and&lt;br /&gt;train our children. We come together to uphold the&lt;br /&gt;practice&lt;br /&gt;of our ceremonies&lt;br /&gt;and affirm the right to use our plant medicines&lt;br /&gt;free&lt;br /&gt;of legal restriction. We&lt;br /&gt;come together to protect the lands where our&lt;br /&gt;peoples live and upon which our&lt;br /&gt;cultures depend, to safeguard the&lt;br /&gt;collective&lt;br /&gt;heritage of traditional medicines,&lt;br /&gt;and to defend the earth&lt;br /&gt;Herself. We&lt;br /&gt;believe that the teachings of our ancestors&lt;br /&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hartleyfoundation.org/next_seven_generations.php&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; our way&lt;br /&gt;through an uncertain future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-is-my-place-in-midst-of-fires.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-399790271887222040</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:43.155-07:00</atom:updated><title>Letting Go</title><description>&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082081345572841842&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigqAL8sr3Z0azkp2Oix0EZqAqlyWC2K_u6IYR5wKp1YJHbM8-jXw5prZGKn68bQbsqKNqV_4keiUPVo3OV-VG4w9ADgFjk-SBWFPLUZj2BO18Vctrev_l2Dn3vdZz_wPE94slJXx-LODA/s320/71745_85322411.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;In my imagination, I will die an old woman with beloved children and grandchildren gathered around me, and I will be ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;But right now, in this moment, I don&#39;t want to think about dying. I prefer thinking about the new baby and about our daughter, happy with her size, doing what she calls an &#39;egg dance&#39; around her house. She says she looks like an egg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I sometimes, too, don&#39;t want to think about the fact that all three of our children are grown or close to it, and this is an era of letting go of what for so long &lt;em&gt;just was&lt;/em&gt;--and making way for something else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;It started when our same &#39;egg dancer&#39; went to second grade. Before then I had home schooled her--taught her how to tell the difference between a moth and a butterfly by looking at the fuzzy antennas the moth wore. They&#39;re different than a butterfly&#39;s. I wrote somewhere in some journal about those days. I don&#39;t know where the journal is or as parents always say--where the time went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I do know that when I look into the future now, I don&#39;t see our girl in her blue coat, zipped tight around her neck, looking slightly frightened in my mind, heading off to school and all the beginning and letting go that meant for me and for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Instead I anticipate a time when we will welcome this soon-to-be grandson, and more and more--we will see our children making choices without any approval or advice from me or my husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;In all this, there is a surrender I must, I am required to acknowledge, as certainly as our pregnant daughter will relinquish the &#39;egg dance&#39; for another, not yet known dance with a son she will never own. &lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/06/letting-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigqAL8sr3Z0azkp2Oix0EZqAqlyWC2K_u6IYR5wKp1YJHbM8-jXw5prZGKn68bQbsqKNqV_4keiUPVo3OV-VG4w9ADgFjk-SBWFPLUZj2BO18Vctrev_l2Dn3vdZz_wPE94slJXx-LODA/s72-c/71745_85322411.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-2604570938956023994</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-01T12:32:09.310-06:00</atom:updated><title>Women In Art, Women In Life</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Claud and I are teaching a Couple&#39;s Course (&lt;a href=&quot;mailto:djanmatney@gmail.com&quot;&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt; for information about our upcoming, online Couple&#39;s Course) and in it, exploring three basic Escapes &lt;em&gt;out&lt;/em&gt; of intimate relationship--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stonewalling&lt;/strong&gt; (any kind of avoiding conflict, withdrawal into addictions or the children, work, computer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caretaking&lt;/strong&gt; (pleasing and giving to get something back--or even &#39;pleasing&#39; with a bitter attitude)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Criticizing&lt;/strong&gt; (blaming, attacking, accusing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Georgia;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In each case there&#39;s a message of I will control you so that I&#39;m o.k.--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Georgia;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will not give in to you, or I won&#39;t be o.k.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Georgia;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will fix you so that I can be o.k.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Georgia;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will create fear in you so that you will change, and I&#39;ll be o.k.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;When I move toward Claud--rather than away from him, when I am vulnerable about myself, and when I allow him to influence me, &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; I can learn rather than take early-learned Escape Routes away from him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The gender differences in all this are particularly interesting---For instance, men are more likely to stonewall and women more likely to criticize and caretake, men typically more sensitive to relational conflict (heart rate rising and sweat--remember men were the ones hunting for meat, alert and women were around the fire, nurturing and learning how to deal with interpersonal stuff). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Georgia;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And one make or break aspect of relationship is this: &lt;em&gt;Husbands who allow themselves to be influenced by their wives are much more likely to have success in those intimate relationships.&lt;/em&gt; (Of course, this doesn&#39;t address same sex relationships, but some of my gay friends have told me that they take on gender specific roles, one playing the typical &#39;male&#39; role and the other &#39;female&#39;.) It just doesn&#39;t work, no matter religious beliefs, in today&#39;s world, in this country to relate hierarchically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Georgia;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enjoy this video--For me, it evokes a love for all women, and inspires me to continue in the evolution of women by owning my voice--at home and in the world. Like men, we can&#39;t be put in a box, and I can own my &#39;Jan-ness&#39; and not fall into old habits from childhood or unconscious gender roles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=8080733&quot;&gt;Women in Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://lads.myspace.com/videos/myspacetv_vplayer0005.swf&quot; width=&quot;430&quot; height=&quot;346&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; flashvars=&quot;m=8080733&amp;amp;type=video&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=8080733&amp;amp;title=Women&quot;&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href=&quot;http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home&quot;&gt;More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/06/women-in-art-women-in-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-2747342462037288136</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 03:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:43.327-07:00</atom:updated><title>Who Am I, Anyway??</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVUnxxNQQb18y0ZQWPY9MYSGm3JU9_1pP_K1K78quzhJ8icIEnGDlWlYmmWUAG_4Zii7oZCcSqwCtUdyFXuH_2LPDY5XolAGsifwil4KbL0UqlBmt83ydiEivb_6q-c7wq2uuOUHPERsU/s1600-h/Enneagram-Parent.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081703792177719618&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVUnxxNQQb18y0ZQWPY9MYSGm3JU9_1pP_K1K78quzhJ8icIEnGDlWlYmmWUAG_4Zii7oZCcSqwCtUdyFXuH_2LPDY5XolAGsifwil4KbL0UqlBmt83ydiEivb_6q-c7wq2uuOUHPERsU/s320/Enneagram-Parent.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll be teaching a parenting class this summer--&lt;strong&gt;Your Child As Zen Master&lt;/strong&gt;,---and in my explorations for the class, I&#39;ve run across an interesting book that helps parents understand which style their child prefers. Check out Elizabeth Wagele&#39;s &lt;em&gt;The Enneagram of Parenting &lt;/em&gt;for some fun cartoons that illustrate each of the nine Enneagram behavioral styles. In this case, a picture is certainly worth a thousand words, and the sometimes difficult to understand Enneagram made simpler by Wagele&#39;s work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;If you&#39;d like to know your Enneagram type, you can take the free Enneagram Test on this blog. I&#39;ve also ordered &lt;em&gt;Know Your Parenting Personality&lt;/em&gt; by Janet Levine--In my opinion, self-awareness is where it&#39;s at when it comes to parenting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Let me know what you think about the test!&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/06/enneagram-test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVUnxxNQQb18y0ZQWPY9MYSGm3JU9_1pP_K1K78quzhJ8icIEnGDlWlYmmWUAG_4Zii7oZCcSqwCtUdyFXuH_2LPDY5XolAGsifwil4KbL0UqlBmt83ydiEivb_6q-c7wq2uuOUHPERsU/s72-c/Enneagram-Parent.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-2275626648976692674</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 12:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:43.584-07:00</atom:updated><title>Impact of Parental Conflict on Children</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiucPInLbbZTn6jA52hYzSb2RS925kzV9u8rIT10mK5DimJRpCjJBJaF1EgYcNfkYKiA1Gk1c2qcy5GTR8QZvMSp_wmmxdCnTvQUKUjrSAEY2UFqX9d_4IbRXxayImu7ufSBr2-yxUzUNM/s1600-h/_42719443_children_203b.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080715799375784242&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiucPInLbbZTn6jA52hYzSb2RS925kzV9u8rIT10mK5DimJRpCjJBJaF1EgYcNfkYKiA1Gk1c2qcy5GTR8QZvMSp_wmmxdCnTvQUKUjrSAEY2UFqX9d_4IbRXxayImu7ufSBr2-yxUzUNM/s320/_42719443_children_203b.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;No matter what the words, communication is mostly non-verbal. I&#39;m thinking of a mentor who often said to me, &quot;The words sound right, Jan, but I don&#39;t get it.&quot; She was picking up on something unspoken--the tone of my voice, the look in my eyes, the way I held my body. I sent a message to her that was spoken without words, and my words were simply a cover for what I felt inside--which was, in those cases, incongruent with what I said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;In the same way, the atmosphere we, as parents create, the unspoken message we send our children is loud and clear. According to a recent report in the BBC, parent&#39;s can create such a negative atmosphere that even a child&#39;s learning is hampered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&quot;Children who blame themselves for their &lt;a href=&quot;http://http//news.bbc.co.uk/go/em/fr/-/2/hi/uk_news/wales/6484299.stm&quot;&gt;parents&#39;&lt;br /&gt;relationship&lt;br /&gt;difficulties&lt;/a&gt; are more likely to have academic problems,&lt;br /&gt;Cardiff University&lt;br /&gt;research has found.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;And, the children internalize the arguing--blaming themselves for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;With parenting, techniques that get the child to change don&#39;t work in and of themselves--just as my words didn&#39;t work when I was sending a more salient, non-verbal message to my friend and mentor. It is the connection between the parent and child, the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.answers.com/topic/john-bowlby%20-%2055k&quot;&gt;attachment&lt;/a&gt; that gives parents clout to influence their children--no matter the age. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;That&#39;s why I think parenting is a huge opportunity for personal growth. If I&#39;m to be the parent I want to be, then it&#39;s up to me to be the person I want there, with my children. Not a simplistic task, and without promises of how it will turn out. But certainly with promises of learning to be my most congruent, loving, open self and influencing my children, no matter their ages, to be the same--an ever opening opportunity for us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/06/impact-of-parental-conflict-on-children.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiucPInLbbZTn6jA52hYzSb2RS925kzV9u8rIT10mK5DimJRpCjJBJaF1EgYcNfkYKiA1Gk1c2qcy5GTR8QZvMSp_wmmxdCnTvQUKUjrSAEY2UFqX9d_4IbRXxayImu7ufSBr2-yxUzUNM/s72-c/_42719443_children_203b.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-7100714652958421753</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 21:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-30T23:58:05.389-06:00</atom:updated><title>Honoring Limitations</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;In May, 2000, I attended our daughter&#39;s graduation from Smith College and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.judychicago.com/%20-%202k%20-&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Judy Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; gave the commencement address. Ms. Chicago, feminist, author, educator, and artist, spoke about her life, her career, and her understanding of limits. One particular statement she made that lovely Spring day in Northampton, Massachusetts, I&#39;ll never forget--It rang that true for m&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&quot;I believe that one of the pernicious lies that has been told to your generation&lt;br /&gt;is that one can &#39;have it all.&#39; Although I can&#39;t explain how I knew it, I always&lt;br /&gt;knew that this was not possible. [When] I looked to history, I discovered that&lt;br /&gt;those women who had achieved at the level at which I had set my sights had been&lt;br /&gt;childless and those that were not had suffered constant guilt at not being able&lt;br /&gt;to meet the demands of both their work and their children.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve not always admitted my limitations (three children, marriage, a career and a strong commitment to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://moretolife.org/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;nonprofit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; organization). It makes sense that I haven&#39;t because in Chicago&#39;s view, our culture has given us women the notion that we can have it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;As I ponder Chicago&#39;s view and that of sociologist, &lt;a href=&quot;http://http//www.thesunmagazine.org/344_Hays.pdf&quot;&gt;Sharon Hays&lt;/a&gt;, I am aware of the internal conflicts I have between my personal and professional life, and these two women have raised my consciousness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Knowing myself, my choices, my limits--knowing what brings me joy and then having the courage to have my &#39;yea&#39; and my &#39;nay&#39;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my path. Not Judy Chicago&#39;s, Susan Hays&#39;, my &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;daughters&lt;/span&gt;&#39; or son&#39;s path--but my own. And I am committed to the inner voice that is calling me toward my path, my&lt;em&gt;self&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/06/honoring-limitations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6598719517335995404.post-7648280190902312601</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T08:10:43.985-07:00</atom:updated><title>Kids Say The Darnest Things</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTn-F70RBWuXbYno3Y8OHH_M2hZoMNIQ1QjyOWBi2SF3GCYiMgKZkKrOYQ06zmsPmQo5dnVTIZs_02Y1OvBwY0CaJH84CrAzgfClVgZevjP-xJDH3bUD7pEzE_TqBtorx6H2cQIsJ2zU/s1600-h/643027_paper_family.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075947501093136114&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTn-F70RBWuXbYno3Y8OHH_M2hZoMNIQ1QjyOWBi2SF3GCYiMgKZkKrOYQ06zmsPmQo5dnVTIZs_02Y1OvBwY0CaJH84CrAzgfClVgZevjP-xJDH3bUD7pEzE_TqBtorx6H2cQIsJ2zU/s320/643027_paper_family.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are proud to let our friends know that our son is married, master&#39;s degree educated and doing well with his first full time, professional job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, he said the &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;darnest&lt;/span&gt; thing&#39; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://abebooks.com/&quot;&gt;Kid&#39;s Say The &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Darnest&lt;/span&gt; Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). He told my husband and me, &lt;em&gt;&quot;I didn&#39;t realize how hard it was to save and make money, and so I was critical of you both. Now I realize that it takes a lot to earn money and save it, and I can see why you didn&#39;t do a better job.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was primed for him to say, &lt;em&gt;&quot;You actually did a great job with earning and saving your money.&quot; &lt;/em&gt;He doesn&#39;t think that---He simply relates to us as human, just as he sees himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am, as a parent, going to hear the &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt; voices of our three adult children, it will need to be framed within the purview of self-acceptance and humor. Otherwise, I doubt they will say what&#39;s on their minds because of concern they might offend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear what our son has to say because I love him, and I am only limited in that by my ability or inability to love myself. Check out Byron Katie&#39;s work as a way to develop more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thework.com/%20-%2010k%20-&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;self-acceptance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/www.usatoday.com/news/health/spotlighthealth/2002-12-06-linkletter-aging_x.htm%20-%2052k%20-&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Art &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Linkletter&#39;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; life to find out about growing lighter while aging--noble goals.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yourchildaszenmaster.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-are-proud-to-let-our-friends-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (yourchildaszenmaster)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTn-F70RBWuXbYno3Y8OHH_M2hZoMNIQ1QjyOWBi2SF3GCYiMgKZkKrOYQ06zmsPmQo5dnVTIZs_02Y1OvBwY0CaJH84CrAzgfClVgZevjP-xJDH3bUD7pEzE_TqBtorx6H2cQIsJ2zU/s72-c/643027_paper_family.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>