The coffee bar I’m in is warm and friendly and quiet and soft. The tables don’t wobble. I stepped outside to use my phone. I love a place that reminds you of the importance of common courtesies, which are more or less lost in our fast-paced, overflowing, overstimulating world. The leaf pattern floating on top of my delicious cup of stimulus nourishes my desire for pretty and soft.
Today I have reconciled with a truth: I have too much to do. I have too much to do because I am an omnivore. I want to DO. I have a hard time with BE. So, I see a therapist every week. There is nothing “wrong” with me. But, it makes me a better mom – to myself as well as my children. Also, once a month, I sink into my naturopath’s office, alive with vibrant singing needles, and the music she plays there lulls me into a gentle being state. And I drink pretty coffee, without guilt.
The second piece of this morning is that I have once again stitched myself back down to the reality that I work in healthcare. It’s not “healthcare reform” that causes me strife. Healthcare has reformed itself, from the inside, more times than I can count. These external reforms are no different to me than the many morphs of healthcare I’ve “survived” over the past 18 years. It’s just that – more change, more effort to make it a better process for our collective selves. What has not changed, is the awesome part – sitting with people.
The third, and most favorite part of my morning was going to a meeting at my daughter’s school. We are helping with program development there. I know there is no *perfect” place for my child. But desperately, irrationally, I want to protect her love of learning. It is the most important thing in the world, in my opinion.
No, nothing is perfect, but this program feels pretty close. It’s got heart, and soul, and joy. The walls are green. I am not drawn to green, but I absolutely love this green. It’s like a calming blanket over my brain.
It’s a Montessori school. Maria Montessori. An amazing woman. She saw something in children, and she followed that. It makes me happy from the very deep parts of my being. My child, and every child, deserves to have the opportunity to thrive. Her entire model was formulated around THAT. Brilliant. Follow the child, encourage the child, cultivate the child.
So, in honor of having too much to do today, I am focusing on why. In my messy brain, which is part healthcare shifts, LARGE part mom, part early childhood education passion, and part omnivorous being, this quote by Maria Montessori lends clarity and inspiration and makes it feel worth it. And if I can help other parents, and other adults in the lives of children understand why it is so important to help the child thrive, then I am happy – even if messy happy.
The quote: ”Respect all the reasonable forms of activity in which the child engages and try to understand them.”
Follow the child, think from a loving place, and you might be able to find WHAT it is that he or she is trying to accomplish. Then you can follow them there and see them grow before your very eyes. Cool.