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A Warm Hug For A Sad Child May 28, 2010

Posted by nrhatch in Happiness, Mindfulness, People.

I read a post on WEbook this morning, A Sad Child by AmeliaBadelia, which discusses a poem by Margaret Atwood.

Margaret’s poem, A Sad Child, using Amelia’s words, “feels like a hug from my mother.”

If you need a hug . . . go take a peak.  I’ll wait for you to get back.

* * * * *

Margaret’s poem has a shiny Spiritual point to it.

Our Ego want to be “the best, the brightest, the favorite.”   Each time Ego realizes that it is NOT the best, the brightest, the favorite, it punishes us by making us sad about that inevitability of life.

But it doesn’t have to be that way . . .

When we stop competing to be “the favorite” . . . we free ourselves to live our lives to the fullest.

With nothing to prove.
To anybody.

We are free to be who we want to be.

And others can accept us, or not, as they choose.

We’re far too busy dancing to notice.

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1. theonlycin - May 28, 2010

I love the poem and thanks for the link to Amelia.
Keep dancing Nancy!

Who can tell the dancer from the dance? William Butler Yeats

2. Amy B. - May 28, 2010

Thanks m’dear, made my morning 🙂

nrhatch - May 28, 2010

Right back at ya, Amy!

3. nrhatch - May 28, 2010

Amelia = Amy Brueggemann.

She’s been a guest blogger on SLTW:


She is an artist, poet, and writer extraordinaire!

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