I'm very very touched by this story. Real tears are coming out . It reminded of me age 18 taking care of my daughter. Never dreamed about havind children and life made me this very strong invitation. I was scared, tired, sometimes even sad, but I knew I just needed to keep taking care of her.
maybe that fixation on control and the stress and tension that come with that has to do with a very commom metaphor that believes that the world is kie a machine. that we can fix and assemble the parts to make the machine work better. I work hard, study and practice to clean that ideia from my subjectivity. and my feeling is that as far I get from it more I can see, fell and relate to life the way things really are, not as a machine but as an interconnected whole.
On Jun 12, 2024 Emilie Andrade wrote on An Unusual Gift From My Grandfather, by Rachel Naomi Remen: