Thursday, January 31, 2013

Dream, life

Remember being young and waiting for something profound to happen?

I use to look everywhere curiously exploring for some secret code that would unlock the mysteries of life.
Everyone would see what I discovered and marvel at my genius.
I'm not sure when I stopped but At some point I got on with the business of life.

I rolled up my sleeves and got to work.
And kept working..... I forgot about how others would see me for the work that I do and immersed myself in the joy of doing.

I think it was Stanslaviski (philosopher of acting) who said "love the art in you, not you in the art."

As I stop and look back at my life I can see a definite paradigm shift, but there is no defining moment to point to.
Just lots of little moments of falling in love with life over and over again, consistently choosing to be optimistic about myself and others, and allowing the confidence of an accomplishment (no matter how small) to encourage me to try more next time.

So maybe that is the profound secret to life. If you want to pursue your dreams and live happy. Then do it. Quit talking about it. Do!




Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Confession of a middle-aged Minecrafter

Yes I admit it, I play Minecraft. My sons and I have always played something together, be it Legos, board games, or the occasional 3 player video game. Somehow our recent entertainment choices let us to diverge into our separate little cocoons.
Then they insisted that I join them in this game.

I love that I have teenagers who keep me up to date on the latest trends. They were the first to introduce me Gungdom style, dub step (although the sound of it is reminiscent of music I was listening to at their age. But it is their generation let them name their own genre.)

Christmas comes around and my sons decide I needed to get mine craft. We play, I mine, and I get overrun with zombie because apparently they spawn in dark places and I was just mining willy nilly without putting up torches. So my young heroes come in and banish those evil zombies and skeletons and shine light in the dark caverns of my world.

Some of my peers have wondered how I have such responsible, polite young men. (Their good manners go beyond saving old ladies from mine craft zombies, but you'll just have to take my word on it. )
I really did not know any specific HOW did my boys grow to be such great young men?!
Then I heard two words that triggered years of hard work I had forgot. I was trying to figure out the game, and one of my sons was coaching me how to craft stuff, so when I started figuring it out he said "good thinking." I did a double take and he said it again. The same words, years ago, I said to them to encourage their baby steps of progress and to teach them they are capable of thinking for themselves.
I didn't know what I was doing when I became a parent. All I knew is that I am the happiest in my life when I trust my own instincts, so I wanted to instill that in my kids.
The act of communicating my faith in their ability, so as to give them faith in their own judgment, has grown not just the original fruit of self confidence, but also friendship, recognition, safety, love, and on and ect.

Which leaves me wondering. There is so much to gain from paying attention to your kids, why would anyone not. Stress? Than let go of what your worrying about and play a game with your kids, it's not just a stress release your building a lifelong friendship. How you treat your kids today, is how you will be treated tomorrow.