Every weekend I sit down to write a post for my blog. During the week there always seems to be a story or an experience to share. So, I’ve been surprised that each time I sat down, during the last month, nothing came. Nothing to say! Hmmmmm! Curiosity awakens as this new experience unfolds.
As I sit, I realize that I usually talk about my struggles and how I work with myself in relation to my discomfort in parenting. Truth be told over the last month there has been very little struggle and lots of connection and joy in both me and my daughter. Funny how this hasn’t seemed as interesting to write.
This week, while talking to a friend, she asked, “why don’t you share this side?” I immediately thought no one would be interested. They just want to hear about the struggle. Well, this caught me by surprise because I call my work Purejoy! Clearly, I’ve been more interested in the struggle and have a hard time finding words for the ease and joy I have been experiencing as a parent.
I know the story of “struggle” by heart and have identified myself as someone who always rises above but the cost of fighting has taken its toll. Sitting in the quiet relaxed field of “being” has awakened a tenderness I must have hidden as a child. Even as I write this I find myself weeping, with joy, at the gift I have received this last month. My heart has opened and the struggle abated and I find joy and laughter filling our home.
So, here I am writing about joy! I found my way and I know you can too. Loving yourself in all your fullness, light and dark, will take you home.
Tags: Connection, daughter, love, parenting, tenderness






I was talking with my daughter about a mom who was frustrated with her son for not helping more around the house. I asked her what she thought was going on in that situation. My daughter is 11 and very aware. Here is her take on the situation. She thought the kid was probably feeling the parents disappointment and when he felt the intensity he had to take care of himself so would probably move into the silent treatment. Wow!
Have you read countless parenting books on how to GET your child to behave. Have you been taught how to control her, how to manipulate her to do what you think is best all in the name of being a good parent. She needs limits, she needs boundaries, she needs to hear NO…you’ve heard so much about what you need to do to her but what about you?
Last week I traveled to Mississippi, where I grew up, to spend the weekend with family. When I enter into this space, I’m always struck by how easily I regress into my childhood stance. Being aware of this, my senses were heightened and I made a mental note to be kind to myself along with all the players in my family drama.
When I was asked by PBS to write a blog post around attachment I chose to share the story about my journey with anxious attachment and parenting. http://www.pbs.org/thisemotionallife/blogs/anxious-attachment-heaven-hell-and-back-again .
Yesterday, as I was getting ready I put my foot into my pants. As my foot traveled down the leg of the pant my toenail caught on a thread. When my foot came out the other end my toenail had pulled almost completely off. I know, I know, you can gag now!
Children share what is going on in their internal world by expressing their feelings. When they are young, they don’t have the filters that we, as parents, have learned. When they feel discomfort, they express with BIG feelings. Often these don’t come out appropriate, to our senses, and we find ourselves feeling discomfort with the nature of their expressions. We can have the tendency, in the moment, to try and control the expression so we don’t feel our discomfort. Instead of hearing our child and addressing their needs, we often inadvertently suppress their expression in favor of appropriate behavior. How can we tolerate their BIG feelings when we haven’t learned to tolerate our own? How do we support feelings while still teaching appropriate expression? Let’s see how.


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Funny, I thought from all your facebook posts that you were in a joyful state of being. Actually, I guess I was right
Congratulations.