Showing posts with label "Turn Around". Show all posts
Showing posts with label "Turn Around". Show all posts

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

"Turn around and you're a young girl going out of the door..."

"Where are you going
My little one, little one
Where are you going
My baby, my own
Turn around and you're two
Turn around and you're four
Turn around and you're a young girl
Going out of the door..."

- Belafonte/Greene/Reynolds

Tonight our daughters, and their fifth and sixth grade friends, gathered with their parents and school administrators for "the movie".  We've all been through it.  You know, that awkward film that describes the changes our bodies go through sometime between age 8 and 13.   This one was done quite well compared with the very obtuse version we watched in 1964.  

Emma and Clara's school did something lovely before the screening.  They hosted a brief inspirational talk that provided a Biblical context for these inevitable changes.  Our friend Dick Davenport, the Executive Director of Higher Ground Bible Seminars, really hit a home run on this one for me.  I loved his willingness to stand in front of over forty 10/11 year olds and talk about puberty in a way that was not only engaging, but gave them a reason for embracing these changes as a spiritual rite of passage.

He started by reminding us all that in each major religious tradition this season of changes is celebrated.  Bar/Bat Mitzvahs, QuinceaƱeras, Confirmations, the public reading of the Koran, church membership, etc.  provide young spiritual thinkers with an outward acknowledgment of a deep inner change. 

Then he asked our children if they could think of some Biblical examples of young men or women who we know because of this time of change in their lives.  Hands raised and they contributed stories of Jesus' in the temple learning and talking with the rabbis and lawyers, Samuel hearing the voice of God and at first thinking it was his mentor, the priest, Eli, and young David asserting his spiritual courage and confidence before Saul and offering to bring down Goliath with five smooth stones.   The girls were reminded that they too had an example in young Mary Baker Eddy who challenged her family minister at this age, questioning the doctrine of predestination in her interview for church membership and garnering this same minister's respect and admiration for her integrity. 

Then he said something that really resonated with me and caused me to search for a scrap of paper and dig in my pocket for a pen.  He helped all of us see that although we have been educated to think that these seasons of change are precipitated by elevated hormone levels, organic evolution, glandular secretions, and/or  structural growth...we see, through the lives of these Biblical models that the changes really start in the realm of spirit. 

He said, "These physical changes aren't what's driving your life.  These physical changes are what's following your inner spiritual growth."   I loved this idea.  It reminded me of what Mary Baker Eddy says in Science and Health, "Consciousness constructs a better body when faith in matter has been given up."  And for me this suggests that, if what is precipitating these physical changes is a deeper spiritual evolution, then the effects have to reflect the spiritual goodness inherent in any God-based, God-caused change.    There don't have to be any negative side effects of this deep inner spiritual growth.  No mood swings, social discomfort, crankiness, family friction.  These changes can portend greater maturity, better responses to social uncertainty, more harmony within family relationships, and less selfishness.

Our assembly broke into two groups for the film.  The boys and their parents went down the hall where they viewed it safely distanced from our room full of giggling girls.  Especially during the drawings of those funny bodily changes.  I was one of those giggling.  It's still funny (and awkward) 45 years later.

But what I am taking away from the evening is not just some great ideas to think about with regard to our preteen children. These same ideas are just as helpful in considering the changes that my generation of men and women are facing as we continue to grow and mature.  There don't have to be any negative side effects as we move into our next seasons of change.  Perhaps wisdom is giving birth to a body that simply uses its resources more wisely. It's not that my metabolism is slowing down, but just that I need less fuel to operate it. I can't imagine a more fuel-efficient vehicle saying, "Yes, I know that I get 35 miles per gallon, but I really like the taste of fuel, so could I just guzzle it down anyway?"

Could it be that this new, more efficient chapter in our lives reflects a deepening sense of spiritual growth that is actually precipitating the changes we have been told are driven by hormones, glands, and aging...and that we have falsely interpreted the "symptoms" of this evolution as inherently negative.  I am so ready to embrace the deepening of wisdom, grace, and dignity in us all...as well as the body it's giving birth to.

I'm looking forward to discovering what my Biblical matriarchs...those wise spiritual wise sages...have to say about all of this through their life stories. I am ready to learn from them about maturity, poise, and the beauty of holiness. .I can already think of a few I want to have tea with today...thanks Dick,

Kate

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

"Turn around...turn around..."

"Where are you going my little one, little one
Where are you going my baby my own
Turn around and you're two,
Turn around and you're four
Turn around and you're a young girl
Going out of my door..."

Sniff...sniff, sigh….oh my gosh... it is way too soon…

Today is the first day of school…again.  It is happening far too fast these days. I want to slow down the calendar, the clock, the seasons…whatever it takes to hold them right here...at ten.  I like ten.  Ten was my favorite age to
be, to teach, and to dream out from.  I love the kinds of conversations the girls and I can have right now.  I love that we can talk about feelings, choices, abstract concepts…like appreciation and affection…and love.

I
love that all conversations about boys include a facial expression somewhat akin to how they look when they eat plain yogurt with wheat germ…a silent, "not too disgusting, but certainly not my choice unless I would starve without it in the wilderness…"  The other kinds of conversations about boys will come later...but for now these "looks" are perfect.  Tolerant...but not giggly.

I love that they took responsibility for their own reading lists this summer and that they know more about how to re-configure a network connection on my computer, than I do.  I love that they still call me their favorite "snugglebuddy" at bedtime (including the snuggling) and yet are able to make their own PB&J sandwich for lunch.

I love everything about being their mom…except how quickly it is all going. 

But I know...don't I...that progress is a law of God…and I love every law of God…so in reality I
must realize my love for their progress…even if it makes them taller than me in the next few months. 

And progress, being a law of God includes innocence, purity, grace and childlike wonder.  I must remember...no adults of God – just children.  But, oh my goodness...as Paul Simon sings,

"These are the days of miracles and wonders"

I think the "miracle" is just that we get to do it…this extraordinary thing called life and motherhood and fatherhood and sharing space with eachother in this moment of eternity.  And the wonder…oh my goodness, the wonder is in every second, every moment that I feel God's mercy in giving me "a second chance"…a billion times a day…to do it better…to be more childlike (myself…through their example), to be more patient (with myself as I rush blindly around trying to keep everything "on task") to be more filled with…yes, wonder.

So…as we drove into school this morning and Emma read the first part of our Bible study readings aloud to Clara and I in the car (like I said it's happening way too fast) I couldn't help but think that, like Simeon who was recorded in the Chapter of Luke as having "waited for the consolation of Israel", we too can see progress
as innocence, as a childlike purity, an infant hope…in ourselves and others…no matter how many first days of school we have experienced….as students, parents, teachers, administrators, counselors, lawmakers.

The sun has already taken on that golden light of "back to school"…I don't know what this year holds for each of us…but I know it will be good…progress is a law of God.  I'm counting on it.  I'm counting on it to keep us
all filled with the wonder of being ten…or seventeen, or thirty-two, or fifty-three.  Counting on it...as we walk out the door in brand  new shoes and with freshly sharpened pencils, 200 sheets of lined notebook paper and a clean three-ring binder under our arms ready to innocently (and expectantly) greet the Christ-child being born in our world each day…in the classroom, on the floor of the Senate, in a shelter in Baghdad, or as we sit at a traffic light during rush hour.

"…Turn around (turn around)
Turn around (turn around)
Turn around and you're a young girl
Going out of the door…"

- Harry Bellafonte


have a great day...and be sure to eat all your lunch,
Kate