Dear Namaste87:

You are welcome. “not all of us get a chance to be adorable roses in a well kept garden. Some of us fall into muddy waters, some by the roadside. And yet we learn to bloom, however small or big our petals maybe!”- true, and beautifully said.

I agree with what you wrote in your first reply today, regarding the idea (connecting it to your poem) that the muddy waters we fall into at birth (and live in as children) is somehow our own choosing, or our karma- this falsehood is indeed “an instrument/ excuse by those in power to suppress the destitute”, saying something like: you don’t like the muddy waters you were born into, and grew up in.. well, you deserve it, it’s your fault! .. Well, you couldn’t have been at fault as a baby.. it must have been then something you did before you were a baby.. must have been in a previous life!

“I do know he was referring to me checking with him the other day if his ankle was alright at least five times in two hours. He had badly sprained it from his run and we had gone for a long walk the next day”- I recently observed a toddler fall on the grass, a light, soft fall. First thing he did, while still down on the grass, was to look up to his mother, searching for her reaction. If she expressed fear (through facial expressions, tone of voice and/ or words), he would have cried, figuring something bad happened. But his mother expressed no fear, and instead smiled at him reassuringly. And so, the toddler got up and went about his toddler-business as usual. Parents mirror reality to the young child this way, so it’s important for parents to contain their anxiety, particularly in situations that don’t warrant it.

anita