Did you know that we don't all feel the same? Well, we all feel fear as fear, but what we fear is where the differences lie.
And, we learn to fear things by experiences. Our spectrum or knowledge of fear is based upon how often we had to learn what to fear by being hurt first.
This is not something that can be taught second hand, it is first hand experiential learning. It will require you to walk along, believing you are safe and okay, until you are not.
We each get to walk out into many different relationships and experiences with full trust and faith, until something happens. It is this happening, where learning is learned.
I did not know that feelings were taught and grown lesson by lesson...and they are completely personal. We can give a heads up, but a believing person has faith and trust that the path they are on is 'different' than my lesson.
That even if there are clues and facts that appear similar to my old road, theirs will be the exception...theirs will be the one in a million chance of turning out good, against all odds.
Yet, I can't picture a world without this faith, trust and believability. It is called youth...the young folk and Hope.
What I also have great faith in, is that there is a line in everyone's life, that when it is crossed, their feelings will change. We can't know where the line is or sometimes even what the line is, but it is lying there hidden, until exposed.
When something happens, it changes the course we were on...our feelings change and we course correct.
Somehow, I forget this in the lives of my adult children. I forget that they are learning life. They are finding the lines in their lives...the boundaries.
What I as a Mother want, is to spare my children pain, suffering and heartache and hurt...but it would be to stop them from learning about life.
It does seem though, that some are on a fast track of learning...and are putting themselves in very vulnerable positions...with their hearts wide open full of trust and faith...believing.
The perfect student pose.
I didn't know that watching your children learn could be so difficult to watch.
In order to be a fully emotional being, with courage and strength, you have to get in the middle of some very messy life lessons....to go in deep completely wide open.
Ugh.
The only way for me to survive is to know that broken hearts are strong hearts....and wise beyond their years. Wisdom doesn't come into our lives via the easy road or on the one most traveled. It often arrives amidst betrayal and deceit...or on needy self absorbed charmers.
We don't learn by what we do, but more often by what is done to us.
How I feel about a certain event and how you feel about the same event, will depend upon the scars from your life lessons.
