Be the Second Grader

"Consider the second graders, how they perceive the world." ~ St. Matthew 6:28 (sort of)

My day job often takes me to school districts to consult with teachers and staff, and I am often placed in rooms in full view of the procession of children, mostly of the K through 12 category. Over the years I find the most endearing to be the second grader. No matter what the time of day, the time of year or what earth-shattering events are transpiring around them - to which they are typically oblivious - these elementarians plod down the hallways looking around at the walls and other surroundings in wonder, as if they are seeing it all for the first time.

Mind you, the decorations on the hallway walls or on tables or shelves to display 3D dioramas do not change daily or even sometimes weekly.

The second grader's world is one where everything is new, full of wonder and possibility, all the time.

As I sit in the room assigned to me I am always reminded to pause, breathe, and be just a little more like the second grader each day.

Adults tend to see the same damn thing every day. When in traffic, we only see the traffic. When walking to the mailbox we only see the myopic tunnel-vision view of the walk from our front door to the curb. Even when we walk a nature trail we often pay attention only to our footing, never taking the time to stop, look around and wonder at the wonders of The Great Creator.

We're missing so much.

It's time to be a little more like the second grader. When we see the world with an inquisitive mind we become recipients of all The Universe has laid out for us if only we are open to the possibilities the second grader seeks every minute of every day.

Remember the constant, repeated "Why?" of the child. That was when The Universe was asking US to open OUR minds. Did we discount this or enter the world of the young, unspoiled mind? It's a gentle place, a place where our hearts open as wide as our eyes.

Our children who have lost this innocence to the pull of The Addiction must see in our eyes, minds and hearts the glimmers of hope of the second grader. It's a way we can model a better life for them as we continue on the pathway to our best selves.

. . . keep coming back

"There is no enlightenment outside of daily life." ~  Thich Nhat Hanh

Owning Our Well Being

"Ego says, "Once everything falls into place, I'll feel peace." Spirit says, "Find your peace, and then everything will fall into place." ~ Marianne Williamson

We are, all of us, on different paths on our recovery journeys, at different stages of recovery as parents of addicts and addicts in recovery. It can seem as if we are taking one step forward and two steps back as we attempt to reclaim our lives from The Addiction and on good days, one step forward and one or maybe a half step back.

Then there are those days - we have felt them even though it can be hard to admit - where forward progress toward the next beautiful life vista is measured not in steps but in leaps and bounds.

It is then we realize we have become gently militant about our well being.

We know how in the past we confronted attacks on our well being. We reacted. We attempted to play The Addiction's game of kill or be killed, and lost. We lashed out at our sons and daughters who were so deep in the vortex with The Addiction they had little or no empathy for the effects of their behaviors on the world around them.

We dug in our heals to fight the beast.

At some point we gave ourselves a Dr. Phil talkin' to:

"How's that workin' for ya?, we asked ourselves.

And thus began the incredible journey of our recovery to living our lives, to hating The Addiction while loving and keeping a close eye on our addicts. We reclaimed responsibility for our own lives, understood that in the words of AlAnon that "we didn't cause it, can't cure it and can't control it".

Yes, that first one (cause) is a tough one NOT to own, but it can make all the difference if we truly understand that until we sever the guilt bonds of The Addiction nothing positive will happen in our lives. Relinquishing ownership for the disease of addiction and making the leap of faith to take ownership of our own lives - which is the converse to the futile attempt of fixing others - we can eventually realize there are vistas and adventures out there The Universe is daring us to experience.

We will know the transformation has begun when lashing out at our children is replaced by a loving silence, when we respond to the predictable bullshit spewed out by The Addiction not with anger or even agreement, but by gentle, thoughtful responses.  Our transformation becomes near complete when we meet the ATTACKS on our souls by The Addiction with love in our hearts for our children, a silent prayer, or a compassionate reminder to our addicts and those in recovery that nobody, especially the parent who loves them, should be spoken to in that way.

We stop fanning the flames of The Addiction's insatiable need for confrontation and isolation. Our children may become weary of the fight, the constant estrangement from everything and everyone they used to hold dear - or they may not.

The hope is one day, they come to us and say:

"I can't live like this anymore."

In our hearts we might say, "No Shit!", but keep this to ourselves and simply say, "What can I do?"

By owning our well being, becoming militant about exploring what futures The Universe is ready to bestow upon us we prepare for the lives we were meant to live and begin the preparation for when our children are ready to do the same.

It's a long, hard, bumpy road but worth every stumble, every misstep, every bruise, scrape and gash along the way.

We will look back on our journey of transformation to well being, at the scars borne of the struggles we have endured and realize something very simple:

"I did it!"

. . . keep coming back

"Scared and sacred are spelled with the same letters. Awful proceeds from the same root word as awesome. Terrify and terrific. Every negative experience holds the seed of transformation." ~ Alan Cohen

Cha-Cha-Cha Changes

"We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is awaiting us. ... The old skin has to be shed before the new one is to come." ~ Joseph Campbell

We've crossed over the annual threshold again, the out with the old and in with the new time of year accompanied by resolutions, temporarily overcrowded health clubs and the seasonal plethora of ads for diet strategies and home fitness equipment. Unfortunately, the resolutions will typically come and go, the crowds will thin at the health clubs by March, diets will be abandoned for what is comfortable and familiar (i.e.; fat) and the Nordic Trak®,  Total Gym®  and other machines Santa brought will soon become convenient hangers for clothing not destined for the dryer.

Resolutions lost are a result of a less-than-resolute commitment to change. Resolutions kept and maintained require a sense from within that we don't wish to live like this anymore, whatever this happens to be. We need to want to stop living the lie of saying we want to change. The realization goes beyond change and becomes a transformational experience.

True change happens when we incorporate into our lives as many little life differences as we can that can lead us slowly, methodically and determined, along the path to an ultimate change we may not even see coming. Many of us have attempted change as if preparing for a road trip from Manhattan to Los Angeles without filling our gas tank. What we don't realize is we have to pack, lock the doors, kennel our pets, stopthemailshutoffthegasnotifyrelativesmaptheroute and do the million other little things that will allow us to get from point A to point B.

We become frustrated when change doesn't happen overnight. We have underestimated the long, strange journey that change requires.

We get as far as Allentown, or maybe Columbus Ohio, then turn back.

When we experience true change, those closest to us notice before we do, although we have a sense that something is different about ourselves. The stairs are easier to climb, our blood pressure lowers, life starts to come gently our way rather than us constantly fighting what is ahead. People we don't know react differently to us, we react differently to them.

We say things like, "It's good to see you," to perfect (and even imperfect) strangers and watch as they react with delight to your unexpected greeting.

We embrace and voraciously take in the world rather than reacting to it.

And soon we find ourselves, not so suddenly - it's been a long pilgrimage - in Los Angeles, or perhaps somewhere else, somewhere unexpected.

And we'll ask ourselves, "How did I get here?" and realize it doesn't really matter.

We have been transformed.

. . . keep coming back

"It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for something you are not." ~ Andre' Gide

"The Jews taught me this great word - schmuck. I was a schmuck. Now I'm not. ~ Bill Murray as Frank Cross, Scrooged