May your day be filled with glorious light as well, LBL. You olelo Hawaii? Hoku is my translator, she went to an awesome project based Hawaiian charter school.
Wish I knew more, as it is a wonderful language.
Tornado went as well, she has forgotten for the moment, what she learned.
I am glad that at least you have this. I have not "seen" my two in such a long time. Oh, there are glimpses here and there, but they quickly slip away into erratic behaviors.
Thank you for reminding me of this RN. I suppose deep inside my two do love me. Those thoughts that they don't love me do pervade when the drug induced insanity prevails. I think, too, that thought becomes a protection, a heart guard.
I imagine mine body snatched by drugs. But then, I have to remember Viktor Frankls talk
(Copa introduced us to this marvelous man)
So, I try not to "make them as they really are" that is sinking in despair and not hoping. It does not mean that
I think I have the responsibility to make them what they should, or could be, it means I can still see their spark, presuppose it. I can project in my mind their potential, and see that there is a way for them to reach it. Staring at the reality of it, woke me up to begin a journey to stop enabling, but that reality also has a way of dragging me down.
It doesn't always work, (gulp) as the days, months and years go by, but,
looking at the ugly reality of how they are existing now, can be exhausting.
So, I started calling them "wayward".
When people ask me how they are doing, I say, "They are finding their way."
Not always, as episodes of their present reality can come spilling out at times.
True potential is there for all of our beloveds.
They have to see it and want it.
I have come to realize that my desperately wanting it for them, then, engaging in the spin of trying to reach it for them does not work.
But, I can project it for them in my heart, thoughts and prayers. I can be more positive about it, become an idealist. It doesn't weaken my resolve to step out of their way to think this. I know by history that I am not the one to "help" bring this about. That's okay,
it is within them.
It is a beautiful, calm, cool and star filled morning.
I missed my walk today, but I think that I needed more to sit with my thoughts, post and reflect on Frankls message.
My Tornado learned the Hawaiian way of navigation, stargazing and sailing. She has come across dark, storm filled nights, but has it in her to find her way.
All of our d cs do.
I think that the more we continue to suffer the consequences of their choices, the more we stand in their way of finding their potential.
I dug in to my toolbox yesterday, remembering my Dads six year journey with illness and his reliance on his mentor, the Greek philosopher Epictetus.
"We cannot control our external circumstances, but we can always choose how we respond."
Life is short, it is beautiful and hard, all at the same time.
Finding
my way, and my true potential is important, and the only thing I have
some control over.
As Kalahou reminds us, "It is a new day."
May we all find our potential and learn to live to the fullest.
Even in the face of this.
We owe it to ourselves, and to our beloveds, to lead by example.
Peace and joy be with you all.
(((HUGS)))
Leafy