“Mom, ever since we moved into this house it’s so strict and boring! We’re not allowed to climb, jump, drum, make any mess, go on adventures alone… You don’t trust me anymore! I had so much more freedom when we were camping.” This lament came from my tall fearless 8 year old daughter, whose name roughly translates into “wild adventurous and beautiful spirit”. We had just moved in-doors after living on the land in a tii pii for 5 months. She and her two younger brothers have had a childhood full of fun and some freedoms that seem to be
As the world turns and the seasons change, the magic garden is budding and sprouting before our eyes. It is amazing how automatic and intelligent this unfolding is. No manual need be read, no youtube tutorial necessary. Mother Nature and her children know just what to do: stirring, stretching, dancing towards what enlivens them; what feeds them. Roots are thirsty for water and minerals as leaves and branches reach towards the light. Squirrels, birds, worms and all the other creatures are instinctively flowing through life with perfection and precision. I wonder if we human children have this natural instinct too?
I recently spent a week consciously avoiding multitasking. It was more difficult than I expected. I love to listen to CD’s of books or music when I drive and like most modern mothers, my phone is never far away. I was surprised how often I found myself reaching for my phone. Of course it is no longer just a phone but really a handheld computer. I use it for e-mail, internet searches, twitter, facebook and LinkdIn. I didn’t think of myself as someone who was constantly tethered to her phone but when I consciously stopped multi-tasking the truth was revealed