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Welcome to the Spank Out Day 2012 Carnival

This post was written for inclusion in the Second Annual Spank Out Day Carnival hosted by Zoie at TouchstoneZ. Spank Out Day was created by The Center for Effective Discipline to give attention to the need to end corporal punishment of children and to promote non-violent ways of teaching children appropriate behavior. All parents, guardians, and caregivers are encouraged to refrain from hitting children on April 30th each year, and to seek alternative methods of discipline through programs available in community agencies, churches and schools. Please read to the end to find a list of links to the other carnival participants.

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You Are A Good Listener

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Is there any parenting topic that isn’t potentially divisive? Certainly there are some that are less polarizing than others. But I can guarantee that no matter how you approach almost any parenting issue, someone will take offense, feel judged or at the very least question themselves.

Spanking is arguably one of the most strongly debated parenting issues. Many people see that there is only one right way to treat corporal punishment in parenting and will vehemently express their disdain for other methods.

So, how do you broach the subject in a way that allows passionate opinions to coexist while creating dialogue? Specifically, how do you support someone in entertaining the idea that there might be a different approach to parenting than punishment-especially corporal punishment?

Before you begin

Firstly, ask yourself why you want to talk about alternatives to hitting. If it is because you feel the other parent is in the wrong, then you’ve got some background work to do to separate out the person from the actions.

Once you can stop judging the parent, then you are getting to a space for dialogue.

Step back again and really look

Ask whether the parent is actually open to listening to gentler alternatives. Most often, someone really needs to feel listened to first. They may need to be heard deeply and frequently, before they are willing to listen to anything someone else has to say.

The best way to know if someone is ready to listen is when they ask to hear what you have to say. You can invite this questioning simply by being a good listener and letting them know you are available should they ever want to know more.

Starting the Conversation

Once you have moved beyond judgments and know that someone is actively seeking a different approach, then it’s time to give them all the advice you can, right? Nope. With all the time you’ve spent ensuring that they felt heard, you’ve picked out a few gems that you can share.

Share how sometimes you get really angry, and that you’re not different from other parents because you somehow don’t get mad at your perfect children. Talk about the personal lessons you’ve learned. Lessons you know so well that you can use “I” statements about. These are ones highlight how you chose not to set up a power play with your kids. They might be stories about how you succeeded or failed at meeting your ideals, but they show how family dynamics allow you to learn together. Back those up with a select few reputable resources that you can recommend for further information, if they want to.

The point is to allow them to make the idea of gentler view of parenting their own. However they learn about and utilize the tools of non-violent discipline choices is up to them. They’ll already know you can be trusted to listen and not judge them as they make mistakes, and that they can keep trying.

On the Fallacy of Facts Trumping Beliefs

When we become knowledgeable about the benefits of gentler alternatives to hitting, we tend to think that once someone else reads the same studies and articles, they will let go of everything they once practiced and never punish a child again. But, this doesn’t take into account the complex belief systems that we hold around our parenting choices.

If someone does have a moment of dramatic change like this, it invariably comes from within them. It’s a rare person who has a moment of awakening after being given some facts. And if it does happen, it’s even rarer that it is a lasting change.

More often when someone is confronted by studies that contradict their belief system, they will deny the studies and turn away. It’s understandable since those studies are often offered as a way to prove them wrong instead of to support them in deciding to consider a gentler path.

Effecting Change

So, you’ve listened and you’ve talked. Hopefully, you’ve done more listening than talking. But, now you have to let it go. This passion you have to raise awareness about gentler alternatives to hitting needs to be put aside yet again as you allow the other parent a chance to decide what to make of your conversation. You may reiterate that you are here to listen and will offer more information and personal stories if (and, hopefully, when) asked, but you support them. Period.

Now, it’s time to practice your passion. Model the parenting ideals you feel so strongly about in front of your friend. Just as modeling is one of the most effective gentle discipline tools with our children, the other parent can incorporate what they observe of the way you are with children into their own view of discipline.

And if the parent decides not to stop hitting, then you can still effect change for the children who visit your home when you model a different way of parenting around them. In order to practice gentle alternatives to punitive parenting, you have to trust and allow for differences of opinion. It doesn’t mean that you condone the choices because you continue to advocate with your words and actions.

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Spank Out Day 2012 Carnival hosted by TouchstoneZ

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Compassion and empathy with children is the same compassion and empathy for the children grown. And there can be the story of mankind. ~me

Monday, April 30th is Spank Out Day, a day to raises awareness about corporal punishment and non-violent ways to raise children. I am inviting anyone who feels inspired to promote non-violent parenting to participate in this event by writing a post about spanking.

It is important to separate out the action of spanking from the individuals who do the spanking. While I feel strongly that corporal punishment is not an effective way to teach children how to become fully realized, healthy adults, I understand that this can be a deeply emotional and controversial issue. So, I ask writers to be mindful of using evidence-based research and to honor the hearts of parents who are trying to do their best for their families.

 

Those guidelines will allow for a more powerful message of acceptance and compassion, along with alternative ideas for positive discipline to be spoken and heard.

 

For inspiration, I suggest you read some of last year’s mini-carnival posts for Spank Out Day:

 

What will/will not be accepted for the carnival:

 

  • Your post must be yours. Any works by other authors that have inspired your post or are used as resources must be listed in your post. Please list sources for any images used in your post.
  • Advertisements or promotions of products or services will not be accepted.
  • Posts that support spanking or corporal punishment will not be accepted.
  • Previously published posts are accepted, provided they are republished on carnival day and updated with at least one new paragraph introducing your post that talks about republishing and any changes you may/may not make to your post.
  • Up to 3 entries per individual are accepted in the carnival, provided they are published on carnival day and meet the other points on this list. Please enter and submit each post separately on the submission form below. If you feel strongly about publishing more than 3 posts, please email me as soon as possible and we can talk about it zoie(dot)touchstonez(at)gmail(dot)com.
  • Posts with anonymous writers are welcome. There will be space for several anonymous posts made available both on my blog and on another, per your preference. I understand that this is a controversial and emotional topic that some may find easier to speak about with their identity protected. I will need to communicate with you, but will support you in keeping your post anonymous. If you are interested in this option, please email me as soon as possible zoie(dot)touchstonez(at)gmail(dot)com. The deadline for submitting the full text of an anonymous post is noon PST, April 27, 2012.
  • Personal stories are welcome and honored in this carnival. However, overly critical or judgmental posts about individuals who practice corporal punishment or other parenting styles will not be accepted. (To clarify, something such as, “parents who spank are bad/evil/abusive, in my opinion” is not appropriate for this carnival. Something such as, “the [resource citation/link] shows that spanking produces the following types of behaviors in relationships/children/etc” is acceptable for this carnival.)
  • Other creative projects are welcome, if you feel inspired. Please email me as soon as possible to discuss your ideas. The deadline for this is noon PST April 27, 2012.
  • I reserve the right to remove links to any posts from the final carnival link list on carnival day that do not comply with these points. I will do my best to communicate with the writer, as time allows, on carnival day and work with them to edit the post for carnival acceptance.

 

If you are questioning whether a post you would like to write will be accepted, I welcome you to email it to me at zoie(dot)touchstonez(at)gmail(dot)com no later than noon PST April 27, 2012, and I will go over your post with you. I would find it helpful if you address specific questions/comments about a post in the body of the email.

 

To participate, please fill out and submit the form below before midnight PST, Saturday, April 28, 2012. The first carnival link list will be sent out on Sunday, April 29, 2012.

Please schedule your post to go live before 10am PST on carnival day, Monday, April 30, 2012. The final carnival link list will be emailed to the participants later that day.

 

I hope you will consider participating in the carnival. I am excited to read the participant posts.

If you have trouble accessing the submission form below, you can access it directly here.

 

~~This sentence is inspired by a famous Steinbeck quote from “East of Eden” on last year’s carnival.

 

 

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Anjali Mudra: Gratitude Namaste

Anjali Mudra: Namaste

I’m inspired by Amanda at Let’s Take the Metro‘s weekly gratitude post. So, I’m going to cultivate a little more gratitude in my life by joining her on a quest to be thankful until we absolutely exude gratitude. I hope you’ll also join Amanda in sharing just five things you are thankful for this week. Thank you to Amanda for helping bring back genuine gratitude.

This week I am grateful for:

  • My body. I have trouble writing that I am grateful for my body. But, I am. My body allows me to practice Yoga, the most effective way I’ve found for staying present and breaking down my boundaries. My body has taken me places I never thought I’d go. It has the strength to grow and birth my amazing children. And it has the softness to temper that power with love and affection.
  • Meditation. I rarely get in a formal, seated meditation more often than once or twice a week. But, I meditate several times during the day, and overnight when I wake up. I fit meditation in the inbetweens. It’s these moments of quiet that allow me to work toward being the person and parent I long to be. When I don’t take the time to meditate, I notice a difference in how patient and kind I am to myself and others.
  • Learning. I just can’t get enough. I’m voracious about learning new things. When I meet someone who has an interest I know nothing about, I’m intrigued to ask about them. I enjoy discussing things with people who think differently than I do as much as those who think similarly.
  • Letting Go. Following my children’s leads. Listening, instead of talking, has been a big lesson for me. I have to let go of my ego repeatedly. Every time I do, I’m impressed with what they have come up with. It’s far better than my own. I try this in interactions with adults, too, and get the feeling they are moving into the space in gratitude, and it’s not overextending my own feelings.
  • Unschooling. I wish I could explain to other parents how rewarding it is to homeschool. It is worth confronting all the educational fears we have as parents. Seeing my children approach a concept, work it through, and grasp it, has been as profound as giving birth at times. It’s easier than I thought it would be because I’m relaxing into the role of supporting them as they take the lead. I listen to friends who volunteer and contribute at their children’s formal schools (not to mention homework) and I see them investing as much time and effort as I do. I enjoy seeing how we are all deeply involved in our children’s educations in ways that align with our education principles. And I love that I let go of my fears about the whole big ball of wax that is homeschooling (Is that the proper term to encompass it??)

I feel as though I just stood under a clear waterfall. Thank you, Amanda, for reminding me to give my gratitude a voice (oops! Does that make 6? ;)

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I was driving in the car to Lego Homeschool Engineering class with my 5yo, when he asked, “Mom, when is our next holiday to celebrate?”

“Martin Luther King, Jr Day is next. Do you know who that is?”

“No. Who is that?”

“Martin Luther King is a hero. He was a warrior for peace and making sure everyone is treated with equality.”

My son mulled this over a bit, and asked, “Why does the King need to fight ejally?”

I thought about how to explain this without getting too far into the civil rights movement. It’s a subject I’m passionate about, but want to allow my son to approach gently and at his own pace. I thought about equality and realized that he is all about being treated fairly right now. And felt this would be a good entry into our readings and discussions this week.

I said, “Equality means everyone is treated fairly. Martin Luther King believed so strongly in peace and in treating everyone fairly that the whole world listened to him. That is why we have a holiday for him. To celebrate peace and fairness and a person who fought for peace and fairness.”

My son asked, “Can we see him on the holiday?”

I replied, “He is not alive anymore. We can remember him by watching videos of him talking, looking at pictures of him, and reading books about him. We can remember that peace and being fair are as powerful as love.”

My son said, “Kind of like how I remember Grandpa. He’s dead, but I still talk to him all the time. Do you talk to Grandpa?”

“I remember Grandpa. I remember how much I enjoy hearing his stories and hearing his laugh. So, yes, it is like talking to him. I’m sad because I don’t get to see him anymore, but I remember him.”

“How did Martin Luther King die?”

I replied, “Someone shot him and he died.”

My son asked, “Why did they do that?”

“A person who didn’t agree that everyone should be treated fairly wanted Martin Luther King to stop trying to change things. So, he shot Martin Luther King.”

My son said, “That person was crazy.

“That person believed in hatred and violence so much that he killed Martin Luther King. But, Martin Luther King believed that love, peace, and treating everyone fairly are more powerful than hate and violence. And he was right. Love and peace were more powerful than hate and violence. Most people in the world believe in what Martin Luther King said so much that they changed the laws to make sure everyone is treated fairly. That is why we have a holiday to celebrate and remember him. We can remember to love and treat everyone fairly.”

My son said, “Let me think about that for a moment. So, even when someone is dead we can talk to them. And we can talk to our family about them, too. And we don’t have to remember people who hate other people at all. We can just love everybody, right?”

Right.

How do you talk with your kids about the ideas of peace, love and equality? How do you answer questions about hatred, violence, and death? I would love to hear your experiences or ideas.

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Part 6 in my Series on Giving and Forgiving

You can also read Part 1: Deck the Halls with PsychoAnal Gifts, Part 2: The Spirit of Giving and Forgiving, Part 3: Balancing the Four Rooms, Part 4: The Candy Cane Crux, and Part 5: Why I Don’t Believe in Santa Claus.

I have been incredibly moved by the response to this series. Thank you to everyone who has reached out to connect. While I was writing one of the posts in this series, I realized I was aching to hear from the voices of parents I admire. One of these is the guest writer today. What she shares here has far exceeded my expectations. I gets to the heart of the many facets of giving and forgiving yourself and those you love. Today, I am honored to present a ghost post from Vickie of Demand Euphoria.

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Cover of "A Christmas Carol"

Cover of A Christmas Carol

You’re a parent of a young child. You are struggling with exhaustion and complicated life issues. You are pretty sure you want to be a gentle parent, but you are finding it more and more difficult to do so as your child gets older. Today was a particularly difficult day, in which your child had more than a few meltdowns, and subsequently so did you…

It’s the middle of the night. You wake up from a sound sleep when you hear a noise. You are used to waking up to comfort your child who still doesn’t sleep through the night, but tonight is different. Your child is still blissfully asleep. You wake up into a dream-like state, to hear a strange voice with an even stranger message: Tonight, you will be visited by three spirits…

You are pretty sure it’s part of a dream, so you roll over and continue your sleep. Another voice wakes you up shortly after. There is a person next to your bed. You are scared but the person looks friendly, and explains she is the ghost of parenting past.

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The ghost whisks you away to your childhood home. You are looking in the window at a scene from your childhood. You see yourself at the same age as your child is now. You have your head hanging in shame as your mother is yelling at you. You remember the day well.

You didn’t want to bother your mother while she was sleeping, so you tried to pour yourself a glass of milk. The jug was heavy and you spilled milk all over the kitchen counter and floor. In trying to clean it up by yourself, you only made the mess even bigger.

 

Your mother walked in. She didn’t ask questions. She only yelled. She yelled about how naughty you were. She commanded you to come over so she could hit you. Then she sent you to your room. You were still thirsty.

Watching this scene again as an adult is particularly painful. You want to go give your younger self a hug and a big glass of milk. You want to go tell your mom that if she had only asked for an explanation, she would not have reacted that way.

Now you start to see flashes of other scenes from your childhood. All different times when you were called naughty, punished, and sent away. All different times when you were misunderstood. When you needed something and no one asked you what it was.

Suddenly you are back in your bed at home. You go to check on your child and are relieved to find her still asleep. Another voice echos from the other room. It’s the ghost of parenting present.

This ghost shows you times when your child is happiest, when you are gentle, supportive, in tune with her needs. When you have time for her. When you put down whatever you are busy with and play with her. When you get involved in things she is most interested in, even if that means watching the same movie for the third time in one day. You even get to watch a scene of your daughter telling her friends what a nice mommy she has.

This ghost also shows the struggles. You watch as your child gets overwhelmed with life, collapses into your arms and feels safe. You watch the times when you are better at handling the difficulties, when your own needs are met. You watch the times when you are drained and your child’s meltdown leads to one of your own. You know it’s because you are tired, you are frustrated, you feel helpless.

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Back in your bed, another voice: the ghost of parenting future.

You are looking at yourself in twenty years. You are awaiting the arrival of a someone special. Your child walks up the path to your house, baby in arms. You open the door and greet each other with big smiles and warm hugs. She is as excited to see you as you are to see her.

The future scenes are exciting. You are friends with your grown child. You do fun things together. You talk about everything that matters. She trusts you. She wants you in her life. You have succeeded in the most important way, by upholding your half of  this beautiful relationship with your child.

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Window on Parenting

Window on Parenting. Photo Credit: Ghost Writer

What would your visits look like?

What scenes would the ghost show you from your past? Times when your parents misunderstood you and your relationship suffered? Times when you were punished and made to feel ashamed and guilty?

What would it be like to watch yourself as a child in these situations again? Did you deserve to be treated that way? What did these experiences do for your relationship with your parents?

What about the present? If you could watch yourself be a parent to your child from outside your body, would you be proud of how you are handling yourself? Would you see lots of scenes of relationship-building, of strengthening your bond with your child?

Would you see yourself apologizing when you haven’t been the parent you know you want to be? Are you being the friend to your child now that you hope to be in the future?

And what about the future? Will your child look forward to spending time with you? Will she trust you? Will your relationship be strong and healthy? Will she have other healthy and beautiful relationships?

This was inspired by all of the different versions of Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol that we have watched on television this holiday season. If only we could all be visited by these three ghosts…

Asking yourself these questions can help you find the true spirit of giving and forgiving. I hope you will feel moved to respond, especially on your own blog or here, as a guest post. I’ll happily share responses that add to this interesting discussion.

Remember, anonymous comments are always welcome. I’d love to hear from you.

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Vickie is the mother of two children, ages 5 and 2. She writes about gentle parenting and unschooling at Demand Euphoria.

  • Questions from Part 1: Have you ever been charged for receiving a gift? Do you have expectations when you give to someone else?
  • Questions from Part 2: Do you feel that giving and receiving freely is important or is a gift a gift? What do you think about the concept that giving objects are a representation of the feelings inside?
  • Questions from Part 3: Do you visit the four rooms of your house? Are there any areas you need to offer the key of self-forgiveness before you unlock them?
  • Questions from Part 4: How do you handle candy in your family? Is giving candy in a separate category from giving gifts? Why or why not?
  • Questions from Part 5: How do you reconcile the idea of Santa Claus with your worldview? Do you treat the magic of childhood as something intertwined with the spirit of giving and forgiving?
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Part 5 in my Series on Giving and Forgiving

You can also read Part 1: Deck the Halls with PsychoAnal Gifts, Part 2: The Spirit of Giving and Forgiving, Part 3: Balancing the Four Rooms, and Part 4: The Candy Cane Crux.

I have been incredibly moved by the response to this series. Thank you to everyone who has reached out to connect. Today, I am proud to present a guest post from a writer who enjoys their anonymity.

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1914 Santa Claus in japan

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Santa will not be squeezing his well-nourished body in his pristine red suit down the chimney of any of the tents at the Dadaab refugee camp. No sack loads of toys or stocking fillers will be getting delivered there. He won’t be coming to my house either.

If by some miracle any part of the story were a reality, but there wasn’t enough magic to go round every little boy and girl in the whole world, I’d find it really easy to explain to my kids why he wasn’t headed for our house. I can’t begin to imagine how you explain to a child that such magic will be delivered by flying reindeer to them, but not, for example, the children of Somalia.

When he does visit he gives more to rich kids than poor kids. Magic indeed. This leaves those who can least afford it putting spare cash in mis-sold schemes with little or no guarantees they’ll see their money back never mind any interest and / or taking out loans at exorbitant interest rates to try to keep up with the pressure to “give the kids a happy christmas.”

I’m currently in the very fortunate position of being able to afford to buy my kids lots of toys, books, day trips etc etc, so we could easily have them wake up on Christmas (or any other) morning to a mountain of gifts and watch their little faces light up over and over as they opened package after package. Items which would presumably be promptly set aside as the next was opened, which in turn would be superseded but the next and the next.

What would this teach my child about how happiness is achieved? Visions of spiralling credit card debts as my grown-up shopaholic tries to soothe herself with yet another pair of shoes, another bag, that cute little top flash in front of my eyes. It’s not definitely going to end in tears, there are lots of other possible outcomes;

I’m just wondering why you’d want to teach your kid happiness is a mountain of stuff you don’t look at after you’ve unwrapped it. Not least because what if there comes a time my finances aren’t so in the black. What if next year it’s a choice of a 20% pay cut or redundancy instead of a bonus and pay rise? How do you explain tough economic times in the North Pole economy?

Let’s not forget the concept of the annual “must have toy.” Somehow word gets round that there’s this new toy and every kid wants one. So the shops promptly up the selling price and it still sells out. There are fights in the aisles of any store that gets a delivery of this treasure. There are online auctions allowing those parents who put off buying till late November a chance to hope something they’ve paid many times the retail price for arrives in the mail.

Every family in your kid’s school class is likely to own one of these toys, but until December 25th no one will have actually played with it. I’m not saying they all turn out to be over-hyped plastic tat, but so far as I’ve noticed there never seems to be a mad clamour for the same item the following year.

It’s important to me that my kids know where stuff comes from, the effort, materials and other resources that went into producing it, packaging it, shipping it, selling it, the impact on them and the wider world of the choices they make regarding what stuff to buy. These are pretty big concepts to explain to a small child. I can’t think of a way to incorporate magic or the slave labour of elves into the discussion without making it significantly more confusing.

I’m not disputing that childhood is a magical time. I absolutely believe that it is.

We live at an extraordinary time in an extraordinary place, surrounded by mind-blowing biodiversity and endless opportunities and potential. To be able to see all that for the first time, experience it without the distractions of responsibilities or deadlines or preconceptions, to just absorb and enjoy it, to figure it out at your own pace, that’s the magic of childhood.

Life is good, childhood is great! Of course children have to figure out who they are and where they fit in this big, sometimes bad, world, which is a pretty momentous task. I don’t see how it helps to throw misinformation into the mix.

“Seek the wisdom of the ages, but look at the world through the eyes of a child.” Ron Wild

It’s not the spirit of gift giving I have a problem with. If you want to have a party and have someone dress up in a fancy suit to give gifts to children, the needy or needy children, it sounds like a fun day to me. It’s irrelevant to me whether that person is dressed in a red furry outfit or a mickey mouse costume.

I would think the kids benefitting from the experience would get even more from it knowing it was their more fortunate neighbours who wanted to do something to help them. But the whole nonsensical charade of adults wrapping up deodorant and toothpaste to give each other as stocking fillers, so it appears everyone got lots of gifts is just crazy!

If we are starting to realise we shouldn’t bring the toiletries back from the supermarket in a single use plastic bag, why would we still think it’s a good idea to surround some of the items in shiny printed paper, hold it together with single use sticky tape which cannot be recycled, with or without bows or decorative ribbon or a gift tag? There must be another way!!

Christmas gift suggestions: To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a friend, your heart. To a customer, service. To all, charity. To every child, a good example. To yourself, respect.” ~ Oren Arnold

Wishing you warm winter moments and the merriest of memories, whatever or however you are celebrating.

The Writer

How do you reconcile the idea of Santa Claus with your worldview? Do you treat the magic of childhood as something intertwined with the spirit of giving and forgiving?

Remember, anonymous comments are always welcome. I’d love to hear from you.

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  • Questions from Part 1: Have you ever been charged for receiving a gift? Do you have expectations when you give to someone else?
  • Questions from Part 2: Do you feel that giving and receiving freely is important or is a gift a gift? What do you think about the concept that giving objects are a representation of the feelings inside?
  • Questions from Part 3: Do you visit the four rooms of your house? Are there any areas you need to offer the key of self-forgiveness before you unlock them?
  • Questions from Part 4: How do you handle candy in your family? Is giving candy in a separate category from giving gifts? Why or why not?
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Part 4 in my Series on Giving and Forgiving

You can also read Part 1: Deck the Halls with PsychoAnal Gifts  Part 2: The Spirit of Giving and Forgiving  and Part 3: Balancing the Four Rooms.

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My two oldest sons and I were getting into mischief downtown this past weekend. They were running around the green space in front of the performing arts centre and enjoying the crisp December weather.

A horse and large carriage comes along the main street, complete with jingling harness and a-caroling people. My kids run up to see it just as I notice the sign on the carriage’s side for a certain religious group that promotes intolerance and hatred. While I attempt to diplomatically explain to Nat, the 5yo, who the people are as he is sounding out the words on the sign, I don’t notice the carriage is flanked by walking people carrying baskets.

One of the people comes up to us brandishing candy canes as big as my children’s’ heads, wrapped in bags that contain shiny, colorful religious pamphlets. After wishing us a firm, “Merry Christmas” in reply to my own “Happy Holidays” response to his greeting, he extends the sweet to Gan, the 3yo, then says warningly, “Only if your mom says it’s okay.”

I’m uncomfortable with this entire situation, yet also slightly glad for the candy distraction from Nat’s curiosity about who they are. I say yes, deciding that I will handle the candy “situation” (yes, I coined it so in my mind) later.

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The Forgiving Crux

I felt like the entire situation was a set up for this group to spread their message of intolerance. It was an unwelcome intrusion into my enjoyable time with my children and felt against the spirit of the holidays.

I understand their point of view that they are spreading the word of love and acceptance into their special group of happiness. I don’t have an issue with this type of spreading the love as long as it’s unconditional. But, I mind when it is used to exclude, dehumanize or pass judgment.

Acceptance Exceptance.

The exclusions and requirements to be accepted into the group are where the message leaves me chilled. And my feeling process in those moments was like this:

Using Christmas icons and candy feels like a proverbial trap inside a gingerbread house to me. It opens the door a crack to lure someone into a gradual decent of excluding those who are different. This particular group is highly vocal about who they consider immoral. They have no problem bashing away the humanity of those who disagree with their views. It’s bullying and it’s hate-speech. And it defiles those who practice the same religion in an accepting way.

I had to get to a place of forgiveness about this situation. I was angry about the outward show of love hiding a cold hate. I was angry about the candy being proffered to my kids in this passive aggressive way that made me look like the bad guy if I said no. I was upset that I was going to have to figure out a way to get rid of the religious pamphlets without reading them with my kids.

I was frustrated that our carefree time together was now poised on the tip of this candy cane.

I decided that I didn’t have to like any of this. I didn’t have to stay silent about what I didn’t like either. I told the candy cane person, politely, that we would accept the candy canes, but give back their literature. He handed over the candy and left in a huff before I could return the papers to him, with another firm over his shoulder, “Merry Christmas. I will put you in my prayers.”

I took the canes out of the bags and told my kids we could mail the colorful holiday papers to the candy cane people for the holidays. They were satisfied enough with this and distracted by the incoming sugar that I didn’t have to discuss it further much to my relief. But, I expect that Nat will remember to bring it up in the future.

Then, I handed the candy canes without the papers back to the kids. That’s when I started laying down the rules.

A candy cane hanging on a Christmas tree

The Giving Crux

I don’t think the canes had even left my hands before I said they needed to keep them wrapped until it was time to eat them. And they couldn’t eat them until after we had finished dinner at the restaurant we were going to after running around the greenspace.

This was their cue to begin negotiating. I listened calmly and empathized as we walked to the restaurant. I knew that acting anything but unflappably patient would not end the negotiations, but would move them to the level of whining and then possibly tantruming.

Besides, they’re kids holding candy. It’s sweet, delicious treasure in their hands. Of course, they want to try to get it. That’s natural. My thwarting them wasn’t going to magically negate these feelings. If I were holding a candy cane as big as my head and someone told me to wait, I’d be annoyed, too.

We got to the restaurant, ordered our food, and I settled in for the next round of negotiations. I checked in with myself and noticed I had a similar kind of anxiety as I had while next to the horse and carriage. I was feeling resigned and stuck. Then, I checked in with my kids. They were holding candy given to them and acting quite calm about it, actually.

Wait…candy that was given to them.

This wasn’t my candy. This was their candy. And I was holding parental power over them, as if I was the owner of the candy. No wonder this felt wrong.

So, I said with honesty, “I am sorry. I was acting unfairly. Those are your candy canes, not mine. It’s your decision when and how much of them to eat.”

Nat, who is the kid that will say, “I’m not hungry for dinner. Can I just eat broccoli?” wanted to save his candy cane for dessert. Gan, who is the kid that won’t speak for stuffing treats in his mouth, decided to unwrap his candy cane and eat some of it before dinner and some after.

The world didn’t come to a screeching halt; my kids didn’t become obsessed with candy; they don’t suddenly expected to get candy, candy, candy all the time; their morals and teeth haven’t become rotten.

A squat candy snowman outside a gingerbread house.

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Actually, I think this has created a healthier, more empowering relationship with candy for them. Like most kids, they adore candy, but since they felt respected and unlimited, I think the power around obtaining it is diffused-at least for a little while-this is candy, after all. I’m not expecting them to suddenly become abstemious or anything.

I believe in natural consequences. For example, if it’s cold outside, but the kids want to wear shorts, they’ll feel cold and change into something warmer or not. I don’t argue with them or try to make them do things.

Most importantly, I feel as a parent, it is my job to observe, support and facilitate them as they learn to navigate life. We discuss the ramifications of decisions. I try to explain things in ways they will understand as often and as patiently as needed. So, I will probably bring warm clothes with me to produce if asked, out of courtesy and support.

I try to practice natural consequences. I try not to hover or insert my judgments. And I’m constantly finding new ways that I have to think or act differently to be the parent they deserve. I have opinions on things and will share them, hoping I do my best to give space for other opinions.

We have spoken about the types of foods that help you grow and foods that don’t. And we have spoken about people who are mean and people that are loving. I am sure that both of these will be conversations we will have for many years.

Ultimately, I hope to model the skills for tolerance, conscious choices, critical thinking, and forgiving on their own terms. If nothing else, they can see what an imperfect person looks like as they strive toward unconditional giving and forgiving.

How do you handle candy in your family? Is giving candy in a separate category from giving gifts? Why or why not?

Remember, anonymous comments are always welcome. I’d love to hear from you.

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Questions from Part 1: Have you ever been charged for receiving a gift? Do you have expectations when you give to someone else?

Questions from Part 2: Do you feel that giving and receiving freely is important or is a gift a gift? What do you think about the concept that giving objects are a representation of the feelings inside?

Questions from Part 3: Do you visit the four rooms of your house? Are there any areas you need to offer the key of self-forgiveness before you unlock them?

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This is part three in my series on Giving and Forgiving…

Forgiving yourself even when you can’t let go.

Christmas gifts.

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In Part 1 of this series on Giving and Forgiving, I began with how my laughing epiphany helped me make the connection between giving and accepting freely. Please stop by to read the background for this post. In Part 2 of this series, I make the distinction between intrinsic and extrinsic motivation in giving gifts and discuss how giving and object is a representation of the feelings you feel about someone else.

*There is a trigger warning on this post for mentions of child abuse and survivor guilt*

Where did my Yoga posts go? I’ve been writing some about meditation and mindfulness, which are a part of Yoga, but where are the rest of the 8-limbs in my life[1]? Why has my daily personal asana practice disappeared? Why am I not going to the studio daily like I was?

I’ve felt like I’ve been missing a significant part of my life. It has been more difficult to balance and stay centered with things that I used to skip by without a problem. Yoga takes the edge off of everything for me. It’s something I need on a regular basis, but I’ve been avoiding writing about it and practicing it regularly. I’m centered and prepared to do the work of healing and parenting with a sense of playfulness and joy when I have a daily Yoga practice.

Yet, the physical practices of Yoga, such as asanas, or poses, have consisted mostly of restoratives and relaxation poses. I have been shying away from poses that open, expand, or give me a workout. I have been resistant to taking classes with my favorite teachers because they are often the ones who are best at helping me locate and work my edge that day.

I’ve been wondering about this resistance. Then I came across this quote and it started clicking together for me:

“There is an Indian proverb that says that everyone is a house with four rooms, a physical, a mental, an emotional, and a spiritual. Most of us tend to live in one room most of the time but unless we go into every room every day, even if only to keep it aired, we are not a complete person.” — Rumer Godden

I’ve been spending all of my time exploring the mental, emotional, and spiritual rooms in my house. I’ve been tending them and learning about them on my path to healing. But, the physical room has been neglected. I have literally been hiding from my body by concentrating with my mind.

I stopped riding my bike, walking, running and hiking regularly because I was avoiding sensations in my body. I still did these things when I had my family with me because I could focus solely on them and forget about myself.

I can track back to when this began. It started last spring when the memories of abuse started to resurface. The more memories I uncovered, the more I retreated from connection with my body.

I have always heard people talk about abuse and the pain it caused them, both at the time and later. I didn’t understand that there was an element of pleasure mixed with the pain. I can’t admit to any pleasure my body felt because that would be saying that I wasn’t abused. If I liked it, it was consensual.

As if an 11 year old girl could have a consensual relationship with a sadistic orthodontist.

But, my head has yet to let go of the fact that in that warped, manipulated emotional and physical torture, my body responded in ways I didn’t understand. And once I did understand, I think they helped to further repress the memories of horror.

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I have read about the hold that the abuser has on the victim and how they are often convinced that it is a loving relationship. In my relationship with my abuser, he made me think his causing me pain was helping him. I remember him telling me repeatedly that if it weren’t for me, he would be in pain himself.

I rode my bike to my appointments for years. I could have skipped out on them. No one would have known or cared at home. But, I went back over and over again because I was the only one who could take care of him. And I took pleasure in the pain. Even while I yelled or cried out because it hurt me, I felt physical pleasure.

The feelings of guilt and of being a disgusting person that my body could respond in this way and I didn’t do anything to stop it overwhelm me to this day. I feel dirty in a way that will never wash off no matter how hard I try to wash or cut it out of me.

This is what I am doing. I’m giving that 11 year old girl a gift. The gift of an adult who forgives her. The gift of an adult who knows her in a way that no one else can and will never leave her. The gift of forgiving her for not having enough power to stop it. The gift to forgive my body, which was her body, and no one else’s-not even his.

 

I’m also linking this post up with McCrenshaw’s Latest Thoughts and It’s Ok Blog‘s Mindfulness Parenting Challenge #2: on Forgiveness. Please go check it out.

 

[1] The 8-limbs of Yoga and using them in daily life will be in an upcoming post

It is the spirit of exchange that moves someone to give freely. It is interesting to think about the gift of forgiveness for ourselves and others. This can be an especially challenging thing during the holidays.I’ll explore forgiveness, guilt, as well as giving our truth (including the idea of Santa Claus in future posts in this series)

Questions from Part 3: Do you visit the four rooms of your house? Are there any areas you need to offer the key of self-forgiveness before you unlock them?

Remember, anonymous comments are always welcome. I’d love to hear from you.

NaBloPoMo 2011

Questions from Part 1: Have you ever been charged for receiving a gift? Do you have expectations when you give to someone else?

Questions from Part 2: Do you feel that giving and receiving freely is important or is a gift a gift? What do you think about the concept that giving objects are a representation of the feelings inside?

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This is part two in my series on Giving and Forgiving…

Giving and receiving of you.

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In Part 1 of this series on Giving and Forgiving, I began with how my laughing epiphany helped me make the connection between giving and accepting freely. Please stop by to read the background for this post.

To begin this post, I am making the distinction here between manners and requirements. I don’t believe in insisting that my kids say, “I’m sorry” or “Thank you.” I talk with them during a neutral time about empathy and kindness. I explain to them about societal expectations and choices.

Most importantly, I model caring for another person and giving kind words whenever needed. I don’t want to encourage the idea of stuffing down feelings in order to please someone else, rather I want them to have the ability to fix a situation, or not, as they see fit.

Insisting on gifts, reciprocity or gratitude is the same thing to me as forcing a child to apologize. I would rather receive an honest silence than a disingenuous thank you. It is similar to when someone asks, “How are you?” For many, this translates to, “Here’s my polite platitude so that I can tell you about me.” When I ask “How are you?” I want to know if your day was stressful or joyful. I want to listen and care (and I don’t really mind if you don’t ask me in return.)

I understand that not everyone agrees with this view of manners. For many, being polite should be performed without regard to intrinsic motivation. I honor that, as well. But, I would like there to be a clear distinction between those times as I raise my children.

I want to empower them to move from the heart and once they are able to figure out what is required in a situation, to give the social niceties from a place of giving freely because they give from their heart. This is intrinsic motivation and is how to give true gifts.

This freedom in giving and receiving allows me to enjoy gifts. I can give with no expectation of reaction from the receiver. If they are pleased, I can enjoy their pleasure. If they don’t react in a way that I expect, I’m not disappointed. I took pleasure in choosing and giving to them.

The same for receiving. Once I get over my own issues with being worthwhile to receive a gift (that’s a whole other issue, fairly common to women and victims of abuse.) I appreciate the offer from the other person. Whether the gift hits the mark for my personal enjoyment or not, I feel a sense of contentment in the connection that is formed within the exchange of giving.

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I want to live my life freely and that means giving freely of everything.  In order to do that, I have to do a lot of inner work to fill my bucket.

 

When I look at my kids, I notice that their behavior is more even when they are feeling nurtured and safe. They are more able to handle the frustration with a challenging puzzle or when encountering a difficult concept when they have assurance of their needs being met.

And conversely, they are more apt to lose control of their emotions when they are tired, hungry, or emotionally disconnected. The same goes for adults. Only we’re better at labeling our tantrums as something more benign because we’re grown up. If we have years of not having our needs met, we may be out of touch with our needs and just like that 3 year old screaming on the floor, we’ll feel terrified about the lack of control.

It’s time to step back and breathe, then try to connect with the unmet needs either at that time or later. For me, I need lots of time to write, read, be outside and practice Yoga and meditation. I also need lots of physical affection. I know that these things fill my emotional bucket, so I cultivate them. I try to notice when I’m running low and seek them out.

It’s not selfish to put your own oxygen mask on first. It benefits everyone’s survival.

When my bucket is empty, I do a poor job giving freely and it’s often a major effort to rise above it. But, when I’m feeling content, I am able to connect with giving more easily. Identifying and meeting needs for yourself and those around you is something I’ll cover in a later post. For now, I highly recommend you read Vibrant Wandering’s: Giving From the Heart.

Giving love, extending friendship, caring for someone, giving of your time, and so on are gifts in exactly the same way as purchasing or making an object. I would even argue that the bought or made object is a representation of those feelings. A tangible gift is an outward representation of feelings the giver, just as saying “I love you” or “I’m sorry” is supposed to be.

Receiving and giving love, friendship, forgiveness, empathy, care, time, and so on are also gifts that you give to yourself and the giver.

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Even giving attention is a gift. They are the type of gifts that are done without thought of reimbursement because they emerge from the person you are. When done in this way, they have no cost. In fact, they pay both people back richly.

 

The things you give the most attention to are the things that will flourish.

 

 

It is the spirit of exchange that moves someone to give freely. It is interesting to think about the gift of forgiveness for ourselves and others. This can be an especially challenging thing during the holidays.I’ll explore forgiveness, guilt, as well as giving our truth (including the idea of Santa Claus in future posts in this series)

Questions from Part 1: Have you ever been charged for receiving a gift? Do you have expectations when you give to someone else?

Questions from Part 2: Do you feel that giving and receiving freely is important or is a gift a gift? What do you think about the concept that giving objects are a representation of the feelings inside?

Remember, anonymous comments are always welcome. I’d love to hear from you.

NaBloPoMo 2011

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This is part one in my series on Giving and Forgiving…

You can only control your own feelings about gratitude and generosity.

Christmas gifts.

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Gifts often come with a price tag, but perhaps not the one you would think of at first. I’m talking about those passive aggressive reminders that can keep you making payments indefinitely.

For the first few years of marriage, I would say, “I love you,” fully expecting “I love you, too,” in call and response style. I distinctly remember one day when my husband and I were cleaning out the garage, and I said it. I know he heard me, but for whatever reason, my husband didn’t respond.

I flew off the handle. I was yelling at him about his insensitivity, until I realized something. He was frozen in place like prey before a loaded gun, deciding whether to fight or run. And I began laughing in my head at the absurdity of what I was saying, while I was still yelling.

Then, I couldn’t hold back the laughter and out it came mid-sentence. My husband paused for a moment, and then joined in as I gasped my apologies through tears of laughter.

It was a laughter epiphany (my favorite kind.) I realized that I wasn’t saying “I love you,” to my husband. I was saying, “I need reassurance of your love.” I expected him to read through my words and give me what I needed in this passive aggressive transaction.

When I didn’t get my payment, my insecurity started tantruming in a way that would give a three year old pause. I should have said what I meant, instead of expecting a specific reaction. There’s nothing wrong with needing that reassurance, unless I expect him to figure it out without me telling him.

Laughing couple.

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But, here’s the thing. I didn’t want to get married for a lot of reasons, including the idea of marriage as a contract for love. I believe that love should be given freely or not at all. If I can’t say, “I love you,” to someone without expectation of the affection being returned, then it’s not really love.

If I can’t stay or leave without legal ramifications, then I’m not staying freely[1]. It was in this laughter epiphany that I made the connection between my views on love, friendship, gifts, work, service, parenting, teaching, et cetera.

Have you ever asked, “How Much Will this Gift Cost Me?”

There is an appropriate level of gratitude to be displayed when gifting. To a certain degree, some surprise and gratefulness that you were even remembered for a gift is appropriate. Taking the opportunity to mention appreciation of a gift at later times, especially when an opening is made in a conversation to drop it in is encouraged. And, of course, bringing up the continued gratitude for the gift over the next few weeks or even years can be expected in both written and verbal interactions.

Giving gifts also exacts a cost. The appearance of humility in the offering, whether feigned or real is expected. The giver should seem as though no thanks are necessary, that it was purely a selfless act, and that any received gratitude is a welcome surprise.

This dance is exhausting. It is difficult to know exactly how much appreciation or humility is required because the price is set by the other person. Often, it is difficult to tell whether you got a bargain or were ripped off until after you are finished with the transaction.

Traditional envelope containing money as a gif...

Some gifts are given with the explicit or implicit expectation of getting a gift or a favor in return. Again, the payments have to be commensurate, or you’re looking at a lifetime of being beholden. The pressure is even greater when gifts are exchanged in a group or even simply in public. The judgments, weighing of social standing and envy can add to the unknown final tally.

I used to respond to any of these passive aggressive transactions in one of two ways: in a giving situation, I either opted out of the giving entirely or I gave too much. And on receiving, I made a huge deal out of everything I received. I remarked on the thoughtfulness of the gift-giver, for all the time they spent choosing something so exquisitely tailored to my wants. Actually, the less personal a gift was, the more I tried to act like I adored it.

This is the same exchange of payments is expected in the “I love you” scenario. The need for reassurance, misplaced in the giving and receiving of gifts.[2]

Where was the joy in giving? Where was the enjoyment in receiving? Where was the connection between the people who were giving?

This type of gifting certainly sucks all the spirit of giving and receiving out of it. There is no way to enjoy something freely with all the baggage tied to it. I don’t want to be charged for a gift at any price. It is a gift.

Gift (noun) A thing given willingly to someone without payment; a present

So, I removed myself from the market. I wanted to enjoy gifts freely or I wanted to purchase them myself. If I was giving a gift because I wanted a reaction from someone, I didn’t give it. If I was given a gift and I couldn’t receive it freely, I gave it away. If I was being charged for a gift, I firmly, but politely said, “I like that you remember that experience we shared.”

Part 2 will be up tomorrow and cover the balance between manners, freewill, and filling you bucket… (The Spirit of Giving and Forgiving)

Have you ever been charged for receiving a gift? Do you have expectations when you give to someone else? Remember, anonymous comments are always welcome. I’d love to hear from you.

NaBloPoMo 2011

[1] My thoughts on marriage are another lengthy post entirely. I realize these sentences here are limited. I’m not critical of anyone’s marriage. I spent a long time making peace with being married. I see it as a completely separate, although often, complementary part of lifelong commitment.

[2] How much of this discomfort with receiving, giving and directly naming needs is female and male conditioning in different approaches and for different reasons? That’s a good question.

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