The grass is always greener when seen from a distance. My fellow homeschoolers all have it together while I still flop and flounder. Or am I just looking at things from the wrong angle? My side view shows beautiful lush green. Step into the middle of that ‘grass’ and suddenly, as you look directly down and about, you see the bare patches and realize that much of the green is made up of weeds. Perspective is a grand thing, but can only be attained if we get outside of our own safe world of opinions and judgements.
Once we realize this phenomenon, do we give others grace? Or do we continue to berate ourselves as not having it all together because of X, Y, Z which ‘they’ obviously have and you do not have? Let’s lay down our defenses and focus on the work at hand. Then, when you look up, you will find yourself shoulder to shoulder with a friend helping to decide how best to improve or utilize your bare spots and weeds.
Finding harmony based upon routine is one of a homeschoolers core daily struggles. Even for those of us who are determined to maintain a fluid day, there must be some order. When do the children wake, what lessons are the big slimy toads and need swallowing first, who needs what nutrition at what time in order to balance out minds and moods, do I answer the phone or pretend not to listen to the voice leaving a message, do I check emails or call it multi tasking as I take a potty break, and on and on. So, fluid is wonderful, we strive for it, but what gives us the most harmony is doing as we ought to do based upon what routines we have put into place. To let these go for a day, much less a week, means having to push start a solidly build iron caboose all over again. Obviously we don’t relish that idea, so why not put it off for one more day, and one more day, and disharmony arrives without us even noticing.
Keeping motivated for our own chores, expectations, meaningful work etc. is only the beginning. On top of this we must guide and encouargae our children in this same area- this same area that we so often stutter-start, falter, and fail in. It is a constant seeking. One that is most often just illusive enough to erringly convince us that it is unattainable. —And then we grasp it; hold it for a few precious moments; become exhausted in the maintenance it requires; lighten our grasp– and out ‘she’ goes to be sought once again. It is in the journey that we grow, not in the reaching of the destination. That is the wonderful thing. Enjoy the journey.