Set Your Child Free

While waiting to meet someone outside of a daycare facility this past week, I was amusing myself watching the parents rush in and then return with their offspring. What really struck me was the demeanor of the kids as they left the building. They were oblivious to their tired, rushing, and occasionally reprimanding parents. Each kid had their own rhythm and style of locomotion. Some skipped, some kicked at invisible objects, some danced, and some dragged their toes along the pavement, gleefully scuffing their shoes.

What WAS common was that each kid chose their own style, unconcerned about the opinions of others. They were all so “bouncy” and energetic. Not a one walked in a straight line! Most of the kids had a glorious look of anticipation, as if there was another adventure just around the corner, tailor-made just for them.

They were in the moment, totally themselves, unconstrained by time and convention. (Much to the chagrin of many of the parents!)

Where does the kid in us go? Why do we let it slip away?

 

If you want to be creative, stay in part a child,

with the creativity and invention that characterizes children

before they are deformed by adult society. ~Jean Piaget

 

Your Call to Action:

How can you be more kid-like this week? What would change if you were less concerned about the opinions of others? What do you need to do to create a feeling of glorious anticipation?

 

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Set Your Child Free — 1 Comment

  1. Hi Robin,

    To be honest with you I really have never read your newsletter completely through, but I did this one, it really hit home. The timing was ironic, on Saturday, I went down to mow my mom’s grass, I’m not really good with the riding mower so I decided I would get some exercise and mow it will the push mower, well it’s a very large yard, I got it all done except for a rectangle in the middle of the yard and just could not go any further with the push mower, (found out that at 52 it’s not as easy as it was in my teens) so I decide I would go get the riding mower. I was trying to move the seat forward and in around the corner came my bother, I didn’t let on, but I was so glad to see him. He said why didn’t you ask me to help you, well, he has been sick this past year (muscle/nerve problems in his legs and arms) he can’t do these things as easily any more, so I didn’t want to bother him. But he took the riding mower and did the little bit I had to do, he had it done in a matter of minutes. I know he would have helped me, but I didn’t want to bother him. So when I read your newsletter, that was the reasoning behind me not asking for help, I don’t want to bother people. I really needed your newsletter today for more reasons than I can type. Thank you.

    Paula