The mind of a child takes in all and leaves none. For parents this truth should be exhibited heavily in their actions, even during those arduous moments, in order to raise conscious children capable of taking the lead. This job isn’t for the faint of heart especially during these times . . . especially as a single mom. Add the child’s awareness of his Crystal abilities . . . normal everyday problems within the one parent household really requires respond-ability.
It has been four years since I officially became a single mother; at first the job was one of honor as I took pride in my upkeep of childcare, professional career and volunteering. Now that my energy has shifted to enable me to contribute to society in a different more original manner my son has done so also and considering he has no ideal of what it truly means to be him . . . let’s just say things can really get testy. My 7 year old son draws people to him and his smile can normally get him what he wants except the unconditional guidance from his family members that are still holding on to the darkness. My sympathy is with him as he battles to abide in light while in the company of a father who drains him of his energy- with tools a child can’t adequately use.
It would be easy for me to stop him from seeing his “dad” but the easy route is usually the path to trouble and who’s to say that doing so wouldn’t rob my son of valuable lessons that he can only gain from his father. I speak with the experience of my own childhood and the woman that I’m growing into; if you asked me ten years earlier my opinion would have been different . . . and I’m speaking of more than the cursing that would have came out of my mouth. There’s something about distance, hindsight and forgiveness which allows you to see that the life your parent(s) provided was indeed needed in order for you to fulfill your contract. Have you not looked at yourself once, twice or often and thought to yourself “oh my God, I sound like my mom/dad?”
So, I have an obligation to let my son play out his role with his father in order to grow into the man that I see when I watch him sleep.
That’s the thing about parenting, its easy to forget that children are individual souls themselves and what they experience during the first eighteen years they’re here on Earth will hinder or aid in their contracted journey. Those who are still sleepwalking can’t remember their position as guide so they pass on the trait of stealing energy and lacking compassion for the position of others. But for the parent that does, watching your child go through suffrage in order to grow . . . let’s say I have a better understanding of what God must feel as He watches His children struggle to make it back home.
Angel Poteh, please stay near the ear of earthly parents.
