Guest guest Posted June 6, 2001 Report Share Posted June 6, 2001 In a message dated 5/24/2001 7:44:45 PM Eastern Daylight Time, goravani writes: > You're beautiful. Hi everyone, I had a carload of my 13 year old son's friends (alond with said son), and they were yelling silly things out the window to anyone and everyone. I told them to say nice things to people. So they started yelling "Hey beautiful!" to anyone and everyone. Doubly funny because their voices haven't changed yet, people weren't sure of the gender of the yellers, just the truth of the matter! You should have seen the reactions! People would sit up, smooth their hair and actually start to look better. Magic. Namaste, you beautiful thangs, you! Robin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 7, 2001 Report Share Posted June 7, 2001 PHURRBALL3 wrote: > Hi everyone, > > I had a carload of my 13 year old son's friends (alond with said son), > and they were yelling silly things out the window to anyone and everyone. I > told them to say nice things to people. So they started yelling "Hey > beautiful!" to anyone and everyone. Dear Robin, Funny that you wrote this letter............ It all started with the kids in the village playing pranks, ringing my bell and running away etc. It became a nuisance. So I filled a little bag wuth chocolates and cookies, threw it out of the window, with a letter attached: " Instead of ringing the bell and running away, come to me and have a coke!" The goodies were gone, the letter lay crumpled on the lawn. Son i thought, "Oh, well!". A few weeks later I met a bunch of kids in the park. One of them came up and asked, 2 when can we come for the coke? You have invited us!" So I gave them a date and time - had to get enough coke for the lot! They came, played up hell in my flat. They came and came, at first 5 then more and more till 15, for the next six days! They hid things in my flat, wetted me with their water-pistols, tried to wrestle with me etc. It was not all innocent: some drank beer, others smoked - both activities they did anyhow.... Then I begged them to stay off, I could not cope up with the disorder they caused. They respect this. Some of them begged me to take them for a ride in my car on thec autobahn. So i took them. Hitting 100 mph was a sensation! Then I drove back home through the villages. I did not restrict their shouting at people, but was surürised: no insults were made. "Grandma, when can I taste your nice cakes?" ... "Mama, don´t buy more than you can carry" etc. Now and then the kids come to me and spend some time wizh me. Today there was one: he gets on well with his parents, but mom works till 9 pm and dad till midnight! Once a month they all have a good time! This is the tragedy of or life: that partents go gathering money fot their children, but never ive the children what they truly want: company and affection! You asked about GM. KV has explained everything. But here a different angle to support: GM is NOT a feministic thought. A male cannot gestate and bring forth a child. A female can, and by our modern possibilities, does not really need a male intervention to propagate. So it is the female that produces, creates. It created the male to make things easier, more varied! I have read your letters on the list and know that you are with GM! you don´t have to read about her or gather knowledge about her at all! Just be YOURSELF and give love, not measure it out. Pour it out without asking if the receiver deserves it or not. Treat all equally, DON´T JUDGE! Just keep loving, ignore the insults, the hurts. They who hurt you will learn in time, but give them the time to do so. That is the Great Mother: she gives us time, incarnations, chances to learen. In the vision I had of her, she was NOT a matron, but a teenager - say 15 - who kissed me and took me on a ride through cosmos. With crossed hands and holding each other, we spiralled through many worlds, spaces... I begged her to stay with her, but she said, "I need you down there. Please bear it!".... So I live on. Keep projecting: KNOW THYSELF! The more you project yourself and try to understand yourself, your true wishes and needs, the nearer you get to GM! What you expect from your child is what GM expects from you. But that which you do not wish to be expected of you, do not demand it from YOUR child! GM is always in you. Listen to her, by throwing out all traditional, conventional ideas. love Mani Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 29, 2001 Report Share Posted June 29, 2001 In a message dated 6/7/2001 2:13:27 PM Eastern Daylight Time, subra writes: > Dear Robin, > > Funny that you wrote this letter............ > > It all started with the kids in the village playing pranks, ringing my bell > and > running away etc. It became a nuisance. So I filled a little bag wuth > chocolates > and cookies, threw it out of the window, with a letter attached: " Instead > of > ringing the bell and running away, come to me and have a coke!" The > goodies > were gone, the letter lay crumpled on the lawn. Son i thought, "Oh, well!". > > A few weeks later I met a bunch of kids in the park. One of them came up > and > asked, 2 when can we come for the coke? You have invited us!" > > So I gave them a date and time - had to get enough coke for the lot! They > came, > played up hell in my flat. They came and came, at first 5 then more and > more > till 15, for the next six days! They hid things in my flat, wetted me with > their > water-pistols, tried to wrestle with me etc. It was not all innocent: some > drank > beer, others smoked - both activities they did anyhow.... > > Then I begged them to stay off, I could not cope up with the disorder they > caused. They respect this. Some of them begged me to take them for a ride > in my > car on thec autobahn. So i took them. Hitting 100 mph was a sensation! Then > I > drove back home through the villages. I did not restrict their shouting at > people, but was surürised: no insults were made. "Grandma, when can I taste > your > nice cakes?" ... "Mama, don´t buy more than you can carry" etc. > > Now and then the kids come to me and spend some time wizh me. Today there > was > one: he gets on well with his parents, but mom works till 9 pm and dad till > > midnight! Once a month they all have a good time! This is the tragedy of > or > life: that partents go gathering money fot their children, but never ive > the > children what they truly want: company and affection! > ---It is funny how things show up on this list that parallel what's going on > off the list for more than one member--seems like all the kids are at my > house too. I agree: so many parents are all about anything but their kids. > But, I love having them over, hearing their laughter and dodging their > wrestling around and yes, they can make noise and a mess--but, some of the > awesome pearls of wisdom come out of their mouths when you least expect!. > We can learn from everyone. Sometimes they will act so tough in front of > each other, yet they all run to help carry in groceries and they are so > kind and loving to our aging golden retriever, things like that make it > worthwhile. I know all too soon my son and their friends will be all grown > up and gone on to the adult world; right now I'm enjoying every precious > minute. Several people on here have also been writing of friends/loved ones with bipolar depression--right when our family has been trying to cope with an aunt with the same heartrending condition. > You asked about GM. KV has explained everything. But here a different angle > to > support: > > GM is NOT a feministic thought. A male cannot gestate and bring forth a > child. A > female can, and by our modern possibilities, does not really need a male > intervention to propagate. So it is the female that produces, creates. It > created the male to make things easier, more varied! > > I have read your letters on the list and know that you are with GM! you > don´t > have to read about her or gather knowledge about her at all! Just be > YOURSELF > and give love, not measure it out. Pour it out without asking if the > receiver > deserves it or not. Treat all equally, DON´T JUDGE! > > Just keep loving, ignore the insults, the hurts. They who hurt you will > learn in > time, but give them the time to do so. That is the Great Mother: she gives > us > time, incarnations, chances to learen. > -This is exactly what I have been learning through the Conversations With > God books--Mani, it is like you predicted that! You wrote this before and > during (when I wasn't online for awhile) . One of the greatest lessons was > like you said, ignoring insults and hurts. Stayed cheerful, and what a > change when the person saw nothing bad was going to happen, no retaliation, > no fight, nothing to stay hostile over. > In the vision I had of her, she was NOT a matron, but a teenager - say 15 - > who > kissed me and took me on a ride through cosmos. With crossed hands and > holding > each other, we spiralled through many worlds, spaces... > > I begged her to stay with her, but she said, "I need you down there. Please > bear > it!".... So I live on. That's exactly how I see the Goddess, the Great Mother--well, you know Krishna is forever 16, and Radharani 2 weeks younger! > > Keep projecting: KNOW THYSELF! The more you project yourself and try to > understand yourself, your true wishes and needs, the nearer you get to GM! > What > you expect from your child is what GM expects from you. But that which you > do > not wish to be expected of you, do not demand it from YOUR child! > > GM is always in you. Listen to her, by throwing out all traditional, > conventional ideas. > You're exactly right, Mani!--when you throw out all the "conventional" stuff we get fed, it frees us for the true beauty. Thanks so much for your letter, it is so amazing to come on and see what you've written! And I'm still awed over the rose petal comment! Love, Robin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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