Wednesday, February 13, 2008

all this time, you were a part of me. now, you are a little person. a separate being. with your own volition, intention and understanding. and it tears me up inside.

i see you being pushed by another, and i want to protect you. then i think, you must learn to protect yourself. you scream at him, and stand up. and you're back in the game. i am so proud of you. sometimes, i see you fight me, i cannot force you to sleep. then i wonder, what really is influence? where is the line between letting you be your own person and me staying my own? i see in you an independence so fierce and a spirit so luminous that i can only be humbled by it.

i hope the path laid out for you is pure gold. i hope that i can pick out the brambles that obstruct your way. maybe, i should hope instead that you discern them and pick them out yourself. and may i learn attachment and detachment.


Blogger GhostOfTomJoad said...

When he's old enough to start his own blog, his first question will be: Why does my mum have orange hair? :-)

How're you doing?

6:05 AM  
Blogger Vasu said...

jUST nOW i aDD tHIS lINK tO mY bLOG...

tRY tO cHECK mY bLOG iF yOU gOT fREE tIME...

4:28 AM  
Blogger GhostOfTomJoad said...

I think it's time to write now :-)

8:25 PM  

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