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Robin: Teaching My Mind

I came across this poem written by Wendel Berry analyzing the work done on a farm:

“I am trying to teach my mind

to bear the long, slow growth

of the fields, and to sing

of its passing while it waits…”

This poem describes perfectly what motherhood feels like to me. I am teaching my mind to remain peace-filled during the mundane of a life that involves long periods of isolation and feelings of insignificance. The idea of not simply logging days until the next major milestone but to live into whatever the day holds for me today. Even… the monotony of it. I am moving toward my 5th year of home life as my life.

This year has definitely taken on different hues, especially with the exploration of my online business as a creative outlet. Again setbacks are a part of this process as well. I have had to learn to wait until we move back to the United States to really begin building it because materials and customs are very challenging to deal with here in Germany. So my encouragement for today comes from the words of this poem. I have to TEACH MY MIND to…

In what area can you apply these words today?

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  1. today these words tell me to bear with packing my boys up to send them off to their dad’s (several states away) tomorrow for the next month. it will be unbearably quiet for me, so i will have to teach myself to enjoy it while it lasts. because they will come home, and the mayhem will resume.

    June 30, 2010
  2. Ahh Cathy…hard stuff. What strikes me about the poem is the idea that you have to choose and it is not necessarily an easy choice….

    June 30, 2010
  3. Sarah #

    My long slow growth is accepting myself as a mother during the monotony and magic of it all, allowing past mistakes, letting them go, and working towards being a happy and confident mother..which I find very hard at the moment, alongside trying bring in the creativity I crave (and some very basic things I crave too, like a full nights sleep!) I’d like to sing more, and listen less to the opinions everyone seems to have on how mothers should be.

    July 1, 2010
  4. Sarah I am wth you with every word. I have been gratfeul in a sense to be isolated in Germany from my group of home school moms who believe there is only ONE RIGHT WAY to do this role. We definitely have a lovely community here in this space…

    July 1, 2010
  5. love that poem, robin. my long slow growth has been learning how to cultivate balance. i tend to want to do it all (no surprise there, i’m sure!), so i’m learning to just let some things be. post forthcoming on that!

    July 1, 2010
  6. ah balance… I will be looking to that post of yours for some answers…

    July 2, 2010
  7. Robin, that poem was so beautiful. Today I was reflecting on how my mind is very quick, a little like a candle flickering in the wind. It’s forever jumping here and there and everywhere. It impulsively leaps into plans, activities, ideas and is impatient to make these a reality.

    This poem seems to beat the slow rhythm of nature – the heart thud of the present moment as it slowly, slowly passes by. It talks to me about slowing down, becoming more aligned with the quiet growth of Mother Earth, or resting and breathing and just Being.

    Thank you.

    July 4, 2010
  8. Bethan, BEAUTIFULLY said….living in Germany, disconnected from everything familiar has definitely put me mind in a sort of “boot camp” and it needed to be…

    July 5, 2010

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