Why have we lost old values, you know the simple common values we all once lived and held with respect, simple old values such a decency and respect for one another. What has happened, in really not such a long time when you look at the cycle of things, maybe even say over the past 30 years, when we have come round to a place that we accept the disgusting way we treat one another, as okay, as out norm, that's just how it is?
Not too long ago, and I'm not talking about children being silent and not heard, I am talking about the old values of treating each other with decency and respect, by the way we talk to one another. It's not uncommon now for staff in schools to be spoken to like crap, told to f*** off by kids younger than 10. This is across the board globally, speak to any teacher and you will hear they same, they way they are spoken to, is absolutely disgusting, but we make excuses as a society for this, oh but most kids this age are the same, its because they are on their phones or playing computers etc. Well don't let them, have standards, and boundaries and say no. The reality is it's not just teachers who are spoken to in this way, parents are spoken to like they are not worthy of being on this planet, even the way our children treat or speak to so called friends, is horrific.
Now let me start by say I am blaming no one here, no blame of parents, teachers, grandparents etc. As we have all been through this ourselves. So are we going to be the generation to stop and question it, to bring truth with responsibility, living it, and no finger pointing, as let's be honest our parents didn't know any better and neither did theirs. It's how we have all grown up, crushed by the system. It's the systems we need to hate and the consciousness that feeds it, the one that tells us it's okay to , that's what we need to hate, and not allow it to have its way. It's time to wake up and be the generation that changes things once and for all, for all of us. With no fight, war or hate.
If we were to truly stop and look, and let ourselves feel the truth, get really honest and probably feel some pain and hurts at feeling how we have been brought up this way. We are crushing our kids to fit in. That bright light at such a young age, who feels ands everything, reads every person in the room and can sense what's going on for them, who know if a house is safe or not just by walking past a gate, the child that tumbles in the room full of lightness, brightness and joy, with so much wonderment, infectious joy, questions, honesty and a saying it how it is, with not an emotion in sight. A child with so much love in their every step and look in their eyes for all.
If we take a moment to stop, not react, but truly stop and assess our education system, has it been built and run on a foundation and consciousness of striving?
We have a great education system that supports us in a very temporal sense, to pass grades to go on to study for whatever it is we feel to do be it a doctor, joiner, hairdresser, teacher, engineer, run our own business, work for other etc. But at what cost is this to our health, well being and our inner sense of self?
What do Nervous Energy and a fracture have in common?
Nothing actually, apart form a fall and a fracture has allowed me the time, to actually physically stop, rest and be in my body a lot more. So much so that I am beginning to feel a lot of things I wasn't allowing myself to feel from being in constant fight or flight, drive, rush all the time living in constant low grade, well I would say medium anxiety all the time, living in nervous energy, constantly in anticipation of something bad is going to happen.
The blog could easily turn into a book with different examples of setting standards, so I'll just focus on a few and the impact it's having on my life, my body and my day.
Setting standards, what is it? - one could say
For me - it's a simple as picking one area of my life, say for example my diet, I choose to eat gluten and dairy free, so no matter what comes my way, no matter how crap life seems to feel or the stress and pressures of the day, I have set a standard that I won't drop below of eating a gluten and dairy free diet. So that's my standard. Obviously standards can continually deepen and grow.
Some might say, well what is the magic of God? For me, the Magic of God is really simple, you see.
It’s the robin on my morning walk, leading the way, joyfully hopping form pillar, to post, to the ground and back up, never going more than a few yards from me. It’s the colours of the trees in autumn, the luminous, red, oranges and yellow glowing brightly for all to see. It’s the frost on the windows and the grass, on the trees, and plants making beautiful patterns and making the whole world sparkles like diamonds. It the golden birch leaves as the trees change colour, they are like golden gems hanging delicately and exquisitely from the trees, it’s the leaves on the ground in beautiful colours and patterns, the deer’s I see on my morning walk, with their little white tales bouncy away from me, or standing so still in their absolute sensitivity, or their eyes watching me in the dark through the trees. It’s the little red squirrel that appears and runs up a tree, the tiny purple flowers at my feet as I walk through the woods.
It’s in standing in the garden in the pitch black, looking up at a clear night and the stars, it’s in the huge night moon, and the sunlight shining through the trees, it’s in every colour of nature, and the hills all around me. It’s in the stillness of the trees, or the joy of my puppy bouncing with all four feet off the ground. It’s in hearing an owl hoot, listening to the birds sign and chirp, watching butterfly play or the swallows fly overhead. It’s in a baby rabbit running past the car on my way out the drive to work, it’s in my dogs eyes, or a child’s hands.
It’s in seeing and hearing the geese, ducks or swans fly overhead. It’s in seeing the northern lights driving home, or holding a newborn lamb, the Magic of God is endless, and is there for all to feel and see, it never goes away, or hides, or only shows itself to a chosen few, it’s there everyday, every moment, free for everybody.
I was recently at an event for teachers talking about education, supporting children, their health and well- being and what really struck me, that was as teachers we know everything we need to do and can put in place to support the kids, yet when the question come round to teacher self care. and well being, what we need to put not place to support ourselves, we stall, falter, delay at offering answers. This sent alarm bells ringing for me. Like it really got me worried at how good we are at being there for others, but not for ourselves.
We really need to make our health, teacher health, self care and well-being a priority.