Children never question what they like and do not like. They are nothing if not decided.
My grandson, the other day, looked at lasagna and said No, I do not like the look of that, and will therefor not taste it. He said that with a twist of an eyebrow, not actual words, since he is not yet two. Luckily, he was afterwards convinced that just one taste would not kill him, and proceeded to devour the entire plate. Not so bad, lasagna.
We somehow lose that connection as adults.
Where does it go–that focus; that confidence that we know ourselves?
I think we get directed. Steering is involved. People suggest. This is good, you will like it. You look pretty in that, you should wear that more. Rich guys have that, you should want it too.
Our cultures push a little in one direction.
Our gender angles a bit to the side.
Our age limits possibilities, tamps them down.
Our situation tailors our activities that way.
As we go through life we lose ourselves, and the directions we could have grown had we not been trellised on a frame.
We seldom take a moment to sit and think, I used to find dinosaurs fascinating. I used to write, draw, sing… I always wanted to try running, the guitar, scuba diving…
Adults get disconnected, in their adultness.
Let us today vow to follow the immediate example children display for us. Hmmm. Flavor…. Good! Hmmm. Uncomfortable… Bad!
What might we be capable of if we rediscover who we are from the inside out; figure out what we actually enjoy, find interesting, and want to spend our lives doing rather than fitting into the frame society has designed for us? It is so easy to believe that our amazing children can be anything, do anything… Why not apply that to ourselves as well? We will never discover that we can draw if we do not pick up a pencil, that we are good with the elderly if we do not volunteer, that we can do, if we do not try (switched up Yoda a bit sorry).
Can we create ourselves the way our children do, isolating ourselves during that moment of exploration from the expectations created by our histories and circumstances? Put that pencil to paper without looking behind us to make sure no one sees?
How better to teach our children that they can be connected and fulfilled than by doing it ourselves, and being a good example?
Celebrate the world’s rebirth this spring and try something new.
I so agree about going back to the simplicity of things sometimes. Teaching my kids how to enjoy a real moment and make it a true memory. Thanks so much for linking up with #momsterslink.