Comments on: Not My Daughter http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/ Religion, Philosophy, Life Tue, 02 Dec 2008 12:22:09 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.4 by: Traveler http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-25150 Wed, 28 May 2008 09:37:34 +0000 http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-25150 I also linked over from David's post and will be coming back. I don't have children but I think that this post says a lot on a few different levels, most definitely in that some things can't be forced no matter how much us humans believe we are the royalty of the universe. And also, that if you relax and allow things their course, usually you will find something positive at the end. Thank you for sharing this with us. I also linked over from David’s post and will be coming back. I don’t have children but I think that this post says a lot on a few different levels, most definitely in that some things can’t be forced no matter how much us humans believe we are the royalty of the universe. And also, that if you relax and allow things their course, usually you will find something positive at the end. Thank you for sharing this with us.

]]> by: Bob http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24953 Sat, 24 May 2008 14:42:59 +0000 http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24953 Lovely post. Thank you. It's amazing how different our children are from us, and yet how many similarities appear and surprise us. Your post brought back to my mind one of my favourite passages from Kahlil Gibran's "The Prophet" where he talks about children - "Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts. For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness; For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable." Lovely post. Thank you. It’s amazing how different our children are from us, and yet how many similarities appear and surprise us.
Your post brought back to my mind one of my favourite passages from Kahlil Gibran’s “The Prophet” where he talks about children -
“Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts. For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness; For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.”

]]> by: Kat http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24950 Sat, 24 May 2008 14:17:35 +0000 http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24950 I linked over from David's post and found this incredibly enjoyable to read. I have a tomboy for a daughter. We found our shared interest at the library and now go there once a week together and have a girl's night. One thing is often all it takes to form an incredible bond. I linked over from David’s post and found this incredibly enjoyable to read. I have a tomboy for a daughter. We found our shared interest at the library and now go there once a week together and have a girl’s night. One thing is often all it takes to form an incredible bond.

]]> by: sikantis http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24869 Fri, 23 May 2008 02:23:04 +0000 http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24869 Positive words have an even more impressive effect on us. I don't like stories about curses. I like stories about doing good to other people. Positive words have an even more impressive effect on us. I don’t like stories about curses. I like stories about doing good to other people.

]]> by: David Masters http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24769 Tue, 20 May 2008 16:38:06 +0000 http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24769 P.S. I'm planning to include this post in the next links round up on my blog. Please let me know if you'd prefer me not to :) David P.S. I’m planning to include this post in the next links round up on my blog. Please let me know if you’d prefer me not to :)

David

]]> by: David Masters http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24768 Tue, 20 May 2008 16:37:03 +0000 http://breathlessnoon.com/2008/05/20/not-my-daughter/#comment-24768 Amber, Thank you for this story, I really enjoyed the contrast between how the midwife 'put words on' your daughter, but no matter how hard you tried, you could not achieve the same feat. It's got me thinking about control - how when we accept that we cannot control others, but only give them our love, that the world is a much better place. I'm really looking forward to your future posts. Amber,

Thank you for this story, I really enjoyed the contrast between how the midwife ‘put words on’ your daughter, but no matter how hard you tried, you could not achieve the same feat.

It’s got me thinking about control - how when we accept that we cannot control others, but only give them our love, that the world is a much better place.

I’m really looking forward to your future posts.

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