I asked Caitlyn to share with us her metaphysical approach to making life decisions, especially in cases where authorities, or experts, are involved who assume they know all the facts.
Our daughter, Leah, and her boyfriend, Anthony, were visiting us last weekend, so we decided to have a party. I walked to our neighbors houses and invited them. I emailed a few friends who live in the nearby village, and I invited whoever happen to call me on the phone before our early Sunday dinner party.
Leah made scrumptious black-bean burgers. I made tasty black-pepper/ginger greenbeans and beef, cheesecake, and tiramisu. Friends brought fresh green salad, couscous, chili, and applesauce. Simple, yet delightful.
The atmosphere was alive with diversity and interest. Our cat, Richard, was skulking around the house trying desperately to find a quiet hiding place. The young children had to resort to playing with Richard’s toys, because our house is toyless since our chidlren are grown and gone.
Fortunately, Liz carries drawing pens and paper with her to use as an outlet for her ever-flowing love and creativity. Liz shared her coloring pens and paper with three year old Maica. Leon came as a newbie to us all, via Liz. It was comforting to meet him, an astute thinker and calming influence.
After eating, the attentive, lovely mothers took their children outside to romp. The rooms loudness factor dropped significantly, as if 13 people left, instead of 3 children and 2 mothers. We all inside immediately began misisng them.
Not that we didn’t have good conversation during the quiet lull. Annie spoke with her eloquent and attractive vocabulary that makes me appreciate the beauty in language. Paul and Eliane, shared travel adventures they had experienced over the last seventy years. Leah and Anthony chimed in with enterprising enthusiasm while discussing their new domain Stunt Bums Venus, Leah and Anthony’s doggie, sat on Anthony’s lap the entire time!
Eventually, the dispersion began. I cleaned up and within an hour there was no evidence of such a fortunate inclusive event.
I hope no one was offended that it isn’t my habit to say grace before eating. However, if I did say anything it would be, Thank you all for coming. I know most of you and find you stunningly interesting, therefore it stands to reason that when you get to know one another you will love each other as much as I love you all.
“Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it.” (NIV)
Posted by Cheryl Petersen on July 2, 2010
Dee, from NYC, posted a review on my children’s e-book, “A Foster Child Comes To Stay With Josie and Brooke.”
Please check Dee’s site out, she has many other book reviews.
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Posted by Cheryl Petersen on April 19, 2010
Unwanted children are rare. I’m not talking about the thousands of children in orphanages or foster care. These children may not fit into the conventional view of family, but they have some sense of being wanted, akin to the “unplanned child” who serendipitously becomes identified as cherished.
Admittedly, we’ve all met children or people who are hard to get along with. And, some of us may have personally passed through a period of time when we felt unwanted. But, at some point, because we want to be wanted, we learn to be wanted. Whether we are wanted by a dog, a plant, or simply want to find our self.
In my adventures of working with children, both as a volunteer at an orphanage in Thailand and as a licensed foster parent in America, all the cases had a level of difficulty. However, one child, a nine year old, was the rarity. It took me a few months to admit the notion of an unwanted child because I hadn’t contemplated the complexity of what it really means to be unwanted. The child wanted to be unwanted. He was cute, mannerly, manipulative, and fictitious. Even when people tried to want him, there was no soul, no heart, no realness to have.
It was mind-boggling.
I did not want to pass him to yet another foster home, so I blasted full force through the mind-boggling human picture to a spiritual view. Instead of reacting to the human circumstances, I responded to a unique take on the Lord’s Prayer found in 21st Century Science and Health, “Our Father in heaven, Our Father-Mother God, all-harmonious, Hallowed be Your name, One sacred nature.”
It took mental contortions and human effort to affirm one sacred nature, wanted and real, a nature wanted by one divine Parent, but the work paid off. For a few seconds, out of a month or so, a light would go off. The light was serene, understandable to the child. I’ll never forgot one time in particular when the child and I were out in the cherry orchard, getting ready to pick cherries, and our eyes touched while his whole facial expression went from crudely worldly to sacred. He knew he wanted to be wanted.
A family eventually adopted this child. And, I will mention only one detail concerning the adoption because words can’t describe what it felt like to see the child enter into his new family which included an older boy who was also adopted. Though not biological, they could be brothers.
Before I mention the detail, please bear in mind that hindsight can be helpful but it can also get us into trouble. My situation does not necessarily determine or relate to another persons situation. Our Father-Mother God knows the best answer to our problems. But, this child had a biological older brother who was wanted by a dad who sexually abused him. The abuse was horrendous and despicable, and the child’s limited human mind would naturally conclude it didn’t want to be wanted. Thankfully, the human mind can yield to the divine Mind, Father-Mother God which is what this child did.
The child still had many issues and bad habits to deal with, but we all do, and knowing a Father-Mother with one sacred nature, totally wanted for positive reasons, help us recognize wonderful possibilities.
Posted by Cheryl Petersen on April 17, 2010