This reminds me of my mom, she was such an advocate for kids but anyone over 18 or so she determined should just “know better” .. And suddenly extended some sort of judgement or “opinion” bless her heart and rest her soul 🥀
What IS that magical age when we “know better”? And are we even the one to decide?
“If a child were to appear at your door – cold, frightened, alone, and tired from a long journey… If he or she were anxious, heartbroken, raging, and confused… unsure of why they have come here, where God is, whether or not they have been forsaken… Would you refuse entry to the little one? Would you first demand that his fear dissolve, her anxiety be healed, his confusion clarify, or her heart be mended? In your most authoritative spiritual voice, would you urge the little one to first “get over it,” accept everything the way it is, urgently forgive those who have harmed them, or quickly “raise their vibration?” Or would you provide sanctuary and safe passage from a long voyage? A warm, safe, contained temple in which the stories, the feelings, and the images of this one ragingly alive nervous system can be illuminated and held, articulated and metabolized in an environment of open, tender interest, curiosity, and love? Inside this majestic human body the beloved is at work, spinning out worlds of experience which are soaked with intelligence, sacred data, and saturated with both sweet and fierce grace. Things are rarely what they seem here… doorways and portals opening and closing by way of the breath of the divine as it makes its way into form…… as it finds its way into this rare world of time and space… with you as its vessel.- Anne Skinner