Love is the answer for everything you're going through...

[Ranieri]

Life can be so hard, so troubling.

We are so hard on each other and ourselves at times.

I saw a post before I came here, is any one happy any more,

I answered a post about suicide.

And it makes me feel like crying right now.

What  matters most...

...is that we become more allowing and not cutting off our hearts to one another.

...that we be willing to help our sisters in times of stress, in times of pressure,

in times of trouble, through childbirth, through relationships, through our relationships with family and friends, with each others children, with mother earth. ...with voting for the best leader for us and mother earth.

Can we be more of a friend to each other.  Can we stop the bitter sting of gossip, nip it in the bud, and exchange it for truth and honesty with one another.  Because no one lies unless they feel they need to hide something from the world, from each sister.  And I dont mean a wrong doing, but they feel inferior for what ever reason...they have a drug habit, they have an alcohol habit, they may have been abused physically or emotionally or both and they fear reaching out, looking up at the sun, or into your eyes for fear that you may already know or find out.  They may not be the picture perfect mom, they may feel tense or irritated at the baby or the children or their significant other sometimes, and can we take the dish towel from their already weary hands and help out in time when we are fealing good, when we are on top of things for that day or week, can we look over to our neighbor and lend her a helping hand, help brush her hair, tie it up, take the baby for a walk.

Our men, our children they do not know the way to do this, they way that they can help, if we do not show them how, if we keep pretending we are super women and do not let them help us.  Because we all need it , help, at some point in our days in our lives.  We can not do it all ourselves.  And if we help to show them the way and we are helping each other with our days, there will be more time for walks in the park, time to read a book to a little one 3 more times, time to wash our own hair lovingly, then we are not so overwhelmed by what it takes to keep a home and a family.

Stop over booking your children after school.  They have been gone from home all day if you do not homeschool.  They need time for chores, to eat relaxed or pick at their plate, to dawdle over homework, to climb trees, to get dirty, to squeeze a cat, to get licked in the face by a dog, to say hello to mom and tell her she missed you, to get out of dads way and be off the table with school work when he comes home, so he can kick off his shoes, have an iced tea, and take the dog and the kid in the yard for a game of pickle or tag or tether ball or cards, while we make dinner or any version of this to slow down the pace.

If we do not show them how, then who will?

After dinner, its baths and brushing their teeth and jammies onand picking out school clothes for the next day, and story time, from books or mom or dads imagination.  While the other gently rocks the baby with a breast or a bottle, shhhh no tv, dim the lights, one more drink of water and off to bed with you, pray with them...eyes closed, palms together, "now I lay me down to sleep ..."and tight hugs and sweet kisses that squeeak.

Let the doggy or cat out one more time for the night, take off your slippers, wash our face, slip into your jammies, and check on all the babies one last time before you start nodding off, lock all the door and windows.  And hop into bed about 10 pm instead tonight and all the night you can from now on. Because the baby will wake you again in the night and the animals and the kids will all be up again early.

If we do not show them how will they know

 

[kaitalynn]

Nov. 18, 2009 at 12:49 AM

I applaud you for this journal! Society has taught us these days to be distant from one another, that if we fit soccer, hockey try outs, swim meets, etc. etc. all together then we are doing the right thing. But what about the relationships that have worked since the beginning of time? When I was growing up my favorite time of day was telling my parents my best "adventures" from my day at school. Or playing hide and seek with the neighborhood kids. Who am I kidding? Having pog parties could literally make my day! But before I get too off track I just wanted to thank you for a truly genuine and heartfelt journal.