I found a way

Posted By on September 12, 2013

When I was seven years old, my cousin told me she took ballet and showed me all the cool things she could do. I went to my mother that very day and asked her if I could take ballet too. She told me quite firmly that we didn’t have money for it. And that was that.

I was so confused, why would the world offer itself to my cousin but not to me? I had many dreams as a child that I kept secret in fear that they too would be dashed. Playing the piano or traveling to see different lands, to name a few.

A couple of years later, I discovered on PBS, there were exercise shows. I started watching them and participating, aerobics, jazzercise, yoga, etc. I was interested in health magazines that showed yoga poses and studied them. The next time I saw my cousin, I was able to do the splits and one handed cartwheels.

I learned something really important very young. If there is something I love, I will find a way to it.

In college, I took ballet, piano and I did visit many foreign lands on my own dime. I found a way. (Once, I went to Hawaii with nothing but a bag of gold coins. But that story will be for another time.)

As a mother now, I have more than what I had as a child and the new challenge is how can I raise my children so they appreciate the luxuries that they do have and not take them for granted?

There are a few things I do (and I often share in my workshops through Heart Grown Family), but for today, I’m going to play the piano.

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
~ Mary Oliver, Wild Geese

About The Author

I am a Chinese-American mother of three boys, parenting with the traditions worth keeping from the East and West. I continue to learn new ways of raising a family and myself.


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