"Mom, your talking that funny spiritual stuff again", my 9 year old daughter replies rolling her eyes.
As a certified Law of Attraction trainer, I admit trying to infuse our conversations with the occasional words of wisdom hoping that some of it might sink in. "If only she could learn at an early age what I have come to understand as an adult, wouldn't that be wonderful", I think.
We talk about the importance of visualizing, focusing on what you want rather than on what you don't want, and that she is the creator of her world. I wonder how much she absorbs, whether it is making any sense to her, and then the first day of school hits.
She doesn't get the teacher she wanted, and more importantly, NONE of her friends are in her class. In tears she hugs her father and I pleading that we don't make her go and to take her back home with us. Our hearts are breaking as we tell her she must go, and send her off.
Shall I let her figure this out herself, or should I intervene? As parents, haven't we all asked ourselves this question?
I try to teach my daughter, what I myself continue to work on, that is that you can't control the environment around you. The only thing we have control over is the thoughts we think, and more importantly how we feel about what we think. But, the mother bear in me takes over, and I place a call to the school to see if any changes can be made.
To make a long story short, my daughter was given the option to move to the class with her friends, but when presented with this option replied, "when I first got to school I was focused on who wasn't in my class, now I am focused on who is in my class, and I like it here and I want to stay". At the end of day I picked up a happy, smiling girl.
She was able to take what appeared to be an awful situation and turn it into a good one, and she did this by looking for things that would make her happy, rather than things that would make her sad. What a proud mother I am.
Who is the teacher and who is the student?
What a great present for a such a wonderful mother!
ReplyDelete"All that I am or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother."
-- Abraham Lincoln
Amanda