My inner landscape

my inner landscape earlier was a jumbled mess of thorny bushes, molten lava, and blue-green algae. not a pretty feeling- or sight at that! I was awoken last night by the foot of my offspring as it made contact with my rib cage. soon after, i was thrust into the freezing air as all of the blankets were pulled off of me. I woke up this morning angry....and wanting to hand this most unidyllic life back to the joker who gave it to me in the first place!

yikes!

but really, being a parent is being a teacher. and it is really hard some days. I don't have compassion. i don;t want to listen. i want to be the authority. the last word. the omega. the end.

but....where is the grace in that? and when can i learn if i am only barking orders to my little boy? (who is only 5- and is FULL OF GRACE).

it is time that i look to the student....

Oliver sees everything sacred. yesterday, the site of a pile of raccoon scat on a log made him squeal with delight. Look mom! he had berries for dinner!

the mushrooms growing out of the rotting limbs were such a treat for him to find. Wow, mom. this is really cool.

yes, my dear, darling, full-of-life -and- love, son, THIS IS COOL.

(i need to remember this always!!!!!!)