with your children, when you connect, the answers arrive

What's wrong with us? Why do we It's so hard to trust our judgment?

We become mothers and fathers later than ever and yet, We are so full of insecurities!

These are questions that always haunt me and to which I respond from many places..

Some take me back to how they were our families, What messages did we hear when we were little?. Were our opinions taken into account?

How often we were asked:what do you think? what do you like? how do you see it?

Others take me to school.

And the reflection unleashes questions of the type: How many different opinions on the same topic were considered valid??, How many times did we have the option to choose according to our personal criteria??, How much was valued what differentiated us and how much intention was put into making us uniform inside and out??.

I reach places closer to the gift and I think: How many times have we been treated like children in institutions and services??.

I remember my birth and find several examples of how I forgot that I was an adult., formed and conscious and yet I placed myself in the place of a girl as soon as I felt that that was the place that “belonged to me.”.

Questions that bring me closer to understanding how when we become mothers and fathers, disconnected from our own being, always aware of what “needs to be done” and what others think, We often see ourselves stuck in situations that we believe we do not know how to solve..

I also read a lot, I also did many workshops, I went to all the talks I could. And they helped me a lot, but not the way I thought they did it. Over time I realized that I chose everything that confirmed what I felt I had to do..

I realized that what I was really looking for were not the solutions, Well, those that I liked I took and those that I didn't I put aside immediately.. I realized that what I was needing was SUPPORT.

Because with that support, I could relax, I no longer had to defend myself from my insecurity and my questions., I was sure there were other people who felt like me., It wasn't a crazy thing caused by hormones. (that terrible phrase that many of us have heard).

And from that tranquility of feeling supported, could CONNECT better, listen to me and listen my son and little by little get out of the potholes that were presenting themselves to us from the serenity of feeling at peace with myself and with him.