One of my kids favourite things for breakfast is oatmeal. Oats are a very grounding food full of fibre, vitamins, and minerals. But after reading the book, Nourishing Traditions, I learned there is a certain way that oats (and all grains and legumes) need to be prepared in order to maximize nutrient absorption.
What I learned that night, was that sometimes a thing isn’t about what you think it’s about. I thought Halloween was about collecting and eating a pillowcase full of candy. But it turns out, it’s about getting a little spine-tingling thrill, sharing with your community, and finally feeling (and looking) like the superhero that you really are.
When there is a choice between doing another load of laundry or sauntering outside to enjoy an unseasonably warm October day, ask yourself which of those two options will lift you up and feed your spirit. The choice is yours.
We worry over milestones constantly. And our adult minds are so quick to meet trouble halfway when all we really need to do is to wait and hope*. Even when we aren’t sure, it is our duty to encourage the impossible.
A few months ago, my son informed me that his front tooth was loose. Ever the skeptic, I said, “Are you sure?” And as I pressed gently on this tooth, I was shocked to discover it WAS loose. Why was I so shocked? Well, he wasn’t even 6 yet, and, how could he possibly be loosing teeth when it feels like he just got them? Didn’t I just pour my love over him through sleepless nights of teething pain? And now, it’s on to the next stage already.
This recipe has become a staple in my home over the last few years. We make these once a week and they are so tasty and healthy and satisfying. Every kid I have ever given one to has loved them, so what more do we need to say? I have lately upgraded some of the…
As we raise our children, we soon discover there is a fluidity to life that we cannot stop. Each moment seamlessly carries us into the next, and before we know it, that moment is gone and a new one is before us.
When I think of the unconditional love that children have for their parents, it almost hurts me. I feel it is such an honour to possess that love, and that we also need to be very careful with these little vulnerable beings who are so forgiving.
I don’t think a family can ever be perfect. But I do think that in the midst of the chaos that is inevitably life, we can establish a set of values that guides our actions, helps us navigate the sometimes rough waters, and steers us back to the equilibrium that we deserve.