and now, much older, I still speak as a child, and the thinking?? I would have to improve quite a bit in order to say I could outsmart a 1st grader.
My mother had brain and lung cancer. The symptoms displayed most were watching her change day by day. Her crystal blue eyes became even more brilliant. When told she could no longer drive, she walked everywhere in our small town. One day she said, “I know I’m growing backwards, I can see it in yours and others’ eyes. But I wouldn’t trade a moment of standing beside a rose in bloom, just talking to it. Nor the chance to actually stop and talk to the neighbors while on my errands.”
We were able to share 6 seasons before she died. And I learned something each time we ambled together. She giggled more. We blew dandelion fuzz everywhere, we made snow angels.
I believe as we retrograde from adulthood to childhood there must be a cleansing that takes place. It allows us to see with a child’s eyes, and just love all of God’s creations, like each day was Christmas and brand new.
Bless you, Bevvie. I’m glad they broke the mold when you were born, but I don’t mind just having a few chips of you in my heart.
With love, your Kid
Note to self: make more wishes.
I love these memories and your reflections here. It’s like outer layers are peeled away – the “grown up things” we do and the ways we act because we’re “supposed to.” As we become more child-like, we get closer to our true selves. More and more we just naturally enjoy the beauty in the people and world around us. We become our selves – as God created us. Some days it must be (almost) impossible for you to see blessing in your suffering. But you are moving closer to your spirit, your soul, your true self – the image of God.
Thank you. Been waiting for this for a while. Keep ’em coming.
I was just thinking yesterday that it feels like I’m moving backwards through the stages of child development. After an afternoon of neuro-psych testing to compare with previous testing, the doctor said the one thing she noticed for sure was my lower scores in abstract reasoning. Moving from the abstract to the concrete. Vivki I like your image of cleansing and moving toward seeing things more through God’s eyes. May it be so for us all.
In ‘Dolce Agonia’,Nancy Huston suggests that that the ‘stigmata’ of Alzheimer’s progress in the reverse order (e.g.limbic system,cerebral cortex etc.) to the development as we grow into maturity.
The image of cleansing and seeing through God’s eyes wonderfully illustrates the theory in life – and feels right and good.