I Remember That Feeling

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I was talking to Gwen and she expressed concerns about what life will be like after college.  Will she be able to find a job and make enough money to become self-sufficient?

I told her, “Of course you will.”  Then I went on my merry way.

A few days later, I got to thinking about that conversation and how I dismissed her concerns.  I remember having those same fears at her age.  It seems like a distant memory now, but at the time it was real and stressful.

I realized I owe Gwen an apology for not paying attention to what she was saying.  Instead of dismissing her concerns, I should have told Gwen I understand what she is feeling and it is normal.  I should have been more empathetic and reassuring.  I should have reminded her that I am here to help in anyway I can.

 

I See Creepy People

There is something about certain people that I find creepy, but I can’t pinpoint why.

They might be dressed well, behave politely, and look normal.  However, my gut reaction is one of repulsion.  It’s as if I see something else inside of them.  Maybe they are hiding something from the world, and I am the only one that can see through the veil.

There is something about certain people that make me feel uneasy, and I don’t know why.

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Why I go Into the Woods

I go into the woods alone, to sit in silence and listen.  I hear birds singing, bugs chirping, and the wind rustling through the leaves.  I can smell the freshness in the air.  The longer I sit the more at peace I feel.  I am becoming one with the nature around me.  I feel a longing to connect with the animals that hide or scurry about.  I close my eyes, and let all the stress leave my body.  In that moment, all feels right with the world.  That’s why I go into the woods.

Honesty of Children

I was at the doctor’s office.  There was a woman with her young son sitting across from me in the waiting room.  The poor little fellow was not happy and he made sure everyone knew about his distress.  That got me thinking.

As adults, we often hide our pain and our true emotions.  We say we are fine, even if we are in great distress.  We are often afraid to ask for help, because we might appear to be week or needy.  We will suffer in silence, instead of asking for help.

However when children are hurting, physically or emotionally, they will seek out help.  Children will immediately look for the people that love them and express their discomfort.  Children are honest about their feelings and I admire them for that.