Messages we send our kids . . .
So, I am a mom in lots
of different ways - as we each are. It has only taken me several decades on
this planet and help from my Teacher to embrace this idea. I do not have
biological children of my own, but I am blessed to be part of children's lives
in all sorts of incarnations. My training as a social worker and my
passion for giving kids a chance in life led me to consider what may hopefully
be an ongoing topic here. What are the messages we send
our kids?
Part of my work in the
world is to look at perspectives and to bring in diverse ones whenever
possible. So, I think the topic of what messages we send kids could be a
really insightful one and give us food for thought. Let me know your
thoughts (in the comments below) and if it sounds interesting enough to continue exploring.
Messages we send our
kids . . .
Speaking really
personally here, as in a huge part of my personal and spiritual work, I have
spent 45+ years really trying to intimately get to know this concept: I
AM ENOUGH.
I found the literal
expression of this concept a few weekends ago at one of my favorite local
shops, Purple Lizard Boutique, in downtown Phoenix. Below I have included a
photo of the print that I purchased while I was there. If I think pie-in-the-sky ideas and
could have anything I wanted . . . I would wish for EVERY child of the universe to
learn and embrace this truth.
Now I have a little
story to accompany this concept that really is yet another reminder of the
simple work we each can do to help support a child towards realizing they are
absolutely enough. I work at an elementary school as a social worker and over
95% of our students meet the federal poverty guidelines. This week has
been all about honoring the life and books of Dr. Seuss, and each day we had a
different theme. One day was matching sock day, another was twin day, and on
this day - hat day - a little third grader excitedly ran up to me saying, "Ms.
White - look at my hat!" It was a magnificent 'hat' consisting of
two, round velveteen ears, sparkly sequins and was hot pink and black with a fuchsia
bow. She further exclaimed, "Yeah, we went to the rich people's mall and I
got this hat." WHOA. STOP. WHAT DID SHE JUST SAY? I didn't
know there were "rich people malls" or "poor people malls?" This is the
point where I stepped into a Tweety and Sylvester cartoon and I just got thunked
over the head with a bat, and a bump slowly sprouted up between my ears! I
must say, I have those moments a lot more often than I will admit, AND I knew
this was such a moment of poignancy, of possibility; and a moment to validate her experience. To share that SHE, however she shows up in this world,
IS ENOUGH.
So, I took this little
girl and her Minnie Mouse ears (she had been to the Disney Store and spoke
about it as if it had been some magical, far-off country instead of just Scottsdale), and hugged her and exclaimed, "Those are the most beautiful
ears in the whole world, but they pale in comparison to the awesome girl
wearing them!"
This story could go a
million different ways, and it is my hope that it sparks some experience in you
where you can pause, remember, or recognize in yourself and in others that I
AM ENOUGH. We must send this message to all the kids in our lives. We
are each, enough.
Happy weekend
everyone!
In kindness,
Jen

Jen, this is a powerful post and I am so glad you are in this world doing your good work. Thank you for this beautiful important message. GREAT post!
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