If you were to shout from rooftops, likely a mob would form and you would be flung off the roof a
midst screams of outrage. On this journey we call life, we are all at different stages of learning. Like being in school. Some are just beginning in kindergarten, some are 3rd graders, some juniors, some in first year college, and so forth. If you try to tell a first grader about algebra, they will likely just get frustrated and even angry. It isn't their fault ... they are just not ready yet.
Rather than shouting, sprinkle seeds. Leave a trail of those seeds. As time goes on, those seeds become flowers, and perhaps they will pick those flowers. Then they may wish to create more, so they will carefully harvest the flowers so they can replant and enlarge their crop. It is a slow process. A gentle progression to allow acceptance.
It is easy to get frustrated with those that won't hear your knowledge. I have learned such with my Mom. I slip, and try to force the knowledge through, then realize her walls get more fortified by my pressure. When I can remember this, I ease back and just nod, hope the seed is planted, and let her be. Above this, I just offer her love, whatever her choices. I struggle with my own expectations in this. I want her so badly to hear me. I am also learning this creates its own angst.
My expectations. It is expectations that can intensify our own pain. We have to take care where we set those expectations.
Intentions, on the other hand, this is a softer goal. It allows for simply doing the best we can on any given day.
Thank you for the seeds you scatter. You are a lovely gardener
This applies to you, as well, Nancy ... I find that this entire forum is a collection of unique gardeners, each with their own style and choices.
with grace and gratitude,
^_^