Adventures at Rasa Ranch #14

[Guest guest]

7/14/02 "Surrender"

 

Sometimes Ananda gets very frustrated when she can't work something

out by herself and no one is available to help her right away. This

happened tonight while her dad was out tending the grill and I was in

the kitchen preparing the salad for our dinner.

 

I let her know that I was too busy to help her but would be happy to

after we'd eaten. She had a fit. [Gee, wonder where she gets that

from? I am like that too when I refuse to let go when I come to an

apparent roadblock.] Anyway, she missed out on a great dinner. When

her dad and I were through I asked her if she wanted me. She said yes

but she didn't move. I reminded her that she was too heavy for me to

pick up now (with my new center of balance) but I suggested that we

could hold hands and walk to our special chair together and sit.

 

She said she wanted to, but she couldn't.

 

I told her that was okay; she could let me know when she was ready and

I would come. Eventually she did and we sat together and she cried.

I held her real tight and whispered softly in her ear, "You can cry

all you like and I won't let go." Well, it was over before we both

could believe it and we were joking and giggling inside of the same

two minutes.

[Guest guest]

Dear Kheyala,

This is what I love about your stories... so much in one little

incident. How often children are labeled

as "being bad" when adults refuse to recognize themselves and pretend they are superior. Oh,

and resistance to "how it is" at the moment, we all know that experience, eh?

Your stories also often remind me of similar times with my own children when small. I don't know

how I stumbled into this "allowing of feelings" instead of telling

them how they "ought to feel" but I do

remember how well it works. Besides being kinder, it is amazing how

fast those feelings transmute.

Here's a memory you just evoked. I was taking the new baby in a

stroller and his 3 yr old brother on a walk

to the park, when my son announced, "I wish we could just leave the

baby at the park". I encouraged him to

tell me more about what bothered him about the baby, and some of the

expected sibling rivalry and less time with

Mom things were said. But the core of his complaint was that no one

ever got mad at the baby for crying and

needing so much taking care of, and other things he found very

annoying. Sometimes he hated the baby.

I assured him that sometimes I too hated having to stop and take care

of the baby, when I was having fun with him or

doing something else I wanted to do. He took so much time cause the

baby couldn't walk or do anything for itself like

he could. We took turns naming all sorts of things that were annoying

about babies, and pretty soon we were laughing too.

Well, Ananda is very lucky to have you for a Mom.

Love,

Gloria

-

Kheyala

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Tuesday, July 16, 2002 1:10 PM

Adventures at Rasa Ranch #14

7/14/02 "Surrender"

Sometimes Ananda gets very frustrated when she can't work something

out by herself and no one is available to help her right away. This

happened tonight while her dad was out tending the grill and I was in

the kitchen preparing the salad for our dinner.

I let her know that I was too busy to help her but would be happy to

after we'd eaten. She had a fit. [Gee, wonder where she gets that

from? I am like that too when I refuse to let go when I come to an

apparent roadblock.] Anyway, she missed out on a great dinner. When

her dad and I were through I asked her if she wanted me. She said yes

but she didn't move. I reminded her that she was too heavy for me to

pick up now (with my new center of balance) but I suggested that we

could hold hands and walk to our special chair together and sit.

She said she wanted to, but she couldn't.

I told her that was okay; she could let me know when she was ready and

I would come. Eventually she did and we sat together and she cried.

I held her real tight and whispered softly in her ear, "You can cry

all you like and I won't let go." Well, it was over before we both

could believe it and we were joking and giggling inside of the same

two

minutes./join

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[Guest guest]

Hi Gloria,

 

What a great story! I started to chuckle when your son said "I wish

we could leave him in the park." I'm still smiling about that. It

really says a lot. I love that about children. Nothing to

misinterpret, you know?

 

I also love how you honored where he was coming from and so it was

possible for the two of you to relate on the level. I imagine that

because of that, the two of you are still good buddies.

 

Love,

Kheyala

 

 

 

 

, "Gloria Lee" <glee@c...> wrote:

>

> Here's a memory you just evoked. I was taking the new baby in a

stroller and his 3 yr old brother on a walk

> to the park, when my son announced, "I wish we could just leave the

baby at the park". I encouraged him to

> tell me more about what bothered him about the baby, and some of

the expected sibling rivalry and less time with

> Mom things were said. But the core of his complaint was that no one

ever got mad at the baby for crying and

> needing so much taking care of, and other things he found very

annoying. Sometimes he hated the baby.

>

> I assured him that sometimes I too hated having to stop and take

care of the baby, when I was having fun with him or

> doing something else I wanted to do. He took so much time cause the

baby couldn't walk or do anything for itself like

> he could. We took turns naming all sorts of things that were

annoying about babies, and pretty soon we were laughing too.

>

> Well, Ananda is very lucky to have you for a Mom.

>

> Love,

> Gloria