Dear Diary: I’ve received a couple calls and emails recently, from well-meaning friends, asking why I haven’t written. (Well, the call from my father wasn’t really “asking.” It was more of a parental directive to get back on the job and produce something.)
Usually, when there is a lull in my writing, it is because we’ve been experiencing a particularly trying week in the Brown household. “Something came up” that kept me away from my computer, etc. etc.
This time, I cannot claim such a defense. The truth is, I haven’t written because I’ve been having too much fun.
Yup. Just hanging out with the kids, making dinner, doing homework assignments. Going to the movies.
I got distracted.
This one’s for you, Dad.
Today I noticed that I am loving my life, just the way it is. I don’t know why I’m feeling so great; this happiness just sort of crept up on me. What’s going on?
Maybe it’s the weather. The sun has been shining for three days in a row and I’ve been outdoors, basking in it.
Maybe it’s my body. I’ve been extra careful over the past few weeks, to eat lots of healthy foods, drink more water and take all my supplements on schedule. My entire digestive track is smiling!
Maybe it’s my kids. They’ve been unusually kind to each other this past week. Ever since last Tuesday, when a shoving match led to a big toenail being ripped from its bed, necessitating an early run to the doctor’s office for one son and much remorse for the other.
On the other hand, maybe it’s just me.
Maybe it’s the way I’ve been starting each new day with “Thank You.”
The moment I awaken, before I even open my eyes, I give thanks: For the sunshine that I know is on its way; for my beautiful body, that is determined to be healthy, happy and strong; for my sons – and all the doctors, dentists, teachers, coaches, friends, family and former nanny who are helping me nudge them towards adulthood, no matter how hard they struggle.
No matter how much I struggle.
Maybe it’s the way I’m letting go of criticizing, correcting and arguing with my children. (At least, a little.)
As I stop working so hard to identify and correct their flaws, I find that I am seeing more and more of their beauty.
Their absolute, glorious beauty.
And maybe – just maybe – this is the Law of Attraction in motion. Perhaps I am simply reaping the benefits of my year-long investment in conscious parenting.
My ongoing investment in conscious parenting.
As it turns out, paying attention to the tiny little moments in life – the words we say to our children and the words we choose to hold back; the support we offer and the criticisms we choose to hold back; the feelings we acknowledge and the drama we choose to hold back – really does make a difference in the well-being of a family.
As it turns out, expecting to see good things in our children might just bring good things to see.
Just as expecting sunshine brings sunshine and expecting good health brings a happy tummy.
Is everything in the Brown household suddenly perfect? Far from it.
But I am learning to enjoy how good things are right now. And more and more, I am seeing the family life that I have dreamed of, right here in my own home.
The family life that I have written about, visualized and prayed for.
Have my children changed, or did I change? Are the stars in alignment, or are we simply all growing up a bit? I guess it doesn’t really matter. It’s all good.
The Law of Attraction can be a powerful tool for conscious parenting. I invite you to check out some of my earlier posts:
Louise Hays’ You Can Heal Your Life continues to be my go-to book, for manifesting the life of your dreams.
For some ideas that might just change the way you view your role as a parent, please see one of my all-time favorites, Connection Parenting: Parenting through Connection instead of Coercion, Through Love instead of Fear, by Pam Leo.