School daze

Good Morning!!

Well, many of us are preparing to send our children back to school.  

For some of us it is today.  

 I remember the first day of Kindergarden; I wouldn't leave, I peeked in the windows until the teacher waved me away.  

Today, I let a young man out of the car, looking back to wave, and joining with his friends with alot of catching up to do. Still not grown, but not so small he needs me to tie his shoes, or struggle with the load of his backpack.  

There is excitement for them and excitement and a host of other emotions for parents.

We see them getting older, gaining independence, having other teachers besides us. Knowing they will be confronting social issues, making friends, making choices..

Trusting and allowing them to carve their own nitche into this world.  

 Here is the thought for the day;  

The Prophet- Children by Kahlil Gibran  

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children."

And he said:

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts.

For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,

For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;

For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.    

Namaste,
Marianne Goldweber
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