Philosophy...

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.
- Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

Most parents long to provide their children with the best they can offer on every level. But what is "the best"?

Less enlightened parents will see in the child a symbol of all the lost potentials of their own youth, and will envision not the future toward which the child is best suited to aspire, but the future which they would have wished for themselves.

More enlightened parents will understand the wisdom of Kahlil Gibran's words, recognising not only the magic of the child as a symbol of new life, but also the profound gift of being caretaker for a developing soul with a unique individuality and a life journey which cannot be dictated in advance. Children have their own inherent blueprint for life, independent of external factors.

I know the type of parent I wish to aspire to...

My music man...

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by popular demand...My music man...

He emerged from central station and positioned himself against a wall. A youngish white man in jeans & a long sleeved T-Shirt. He removed his guitar from the case, and threw in some change to plant the seed, swivelled to face the pedestrians and began to play. The music, and his voice so sweet.

I’d walk past each day, and toy with myself, do I stop and listen, or just hurry past and throw in a buck. Then one day I stopped! We talked briefly, and I hadn’t realised how much time had passed, and hadn’t noticed people walking by. Just for that moment, time had stopped.

He was a kind man, with a kind face, and had experienced so much through his lifetime, which made for interesting conversation. His music had not taken him where he’d wanted, and there were many failed relationships, as he battled with his demons.

After a period of time getting to know him, I suggested we go out for a meal to my favourite Italian restaurant which had that aire of romance, and stacks of atmosphere. The dishes were cheap, simple but authentic. There are no pretensions to grandeur, this is a good honest Italian restaurant. We drank two bottles of wine, laughed and talked for hours. People filled the restaurant whilst we were oblivious to what was going on around us.

until next time
yours truly
Writbitz

Website

Hi All,

My website will be released post Easter now...Any orders can be placed by emailing info@writbitz.com.au and request the product you are wanting to purchase by its topic name and an invoice will be sent to you...

Thanks for your patience
yours truly
Writbitz xx

Bugging you...

Well Writbitz has been quite busy preparing new products, and setting up sites to make it easier for you to become familiar with this product, also enabling you to make your purchases online...

You can find us on face book, and we are now part of the Redlands Art Alliance. Links attached...

Our website will be launched shortly...

Hot off the press is our 'Mothers' gift. Place orders so as not to miss out. Our beautifully packaged cards with 20 fun and caring expressions will be a treat for any mum...x

Orders can be done via email and an invoice prepared for payment...First 5 orders will go for $15 plus postage and handling $7.00 anywhere in AUS.

Take care until next time
Writbitz