A Prediction
8/24/18
When my son was 13, a class assignment was to write a letter to his 18 year old self. He made some predictions, not all of which came about.
He is not 6 feet tall, did not finish college with a degree, did not get into an astronaut program.
What he did do was stick with computer technology, and the computer he was using at the time in the mid 1980’s did turn out to be Stonehenge units by the time he was 18.
When discussing his family, he did not mention his sisters, but gave me a compliment, saying that I was nice, and compassionate.
From what I have seen of family relationships these days, I think that sentiment was remarkable and totally unsolicited on my part.
Fast forward to when he was in a retreat, and had completed three years and three months of meditating in a isolated compound, with no electronic devices.
A complete stranger came up to me and thanked me “for having Richard”.
That was a first, and contrasts to having to bail out a child or have confrontations with the law over a teens transgressions.
Something similar happened later with another stranger at a family party.
A woman came up to me and praised my daughter to the skies, and I could only thank her, but was reminded that this scenario was a repeat.
I must have been doing something right.
My prediction is that if you turn your children out to graze on life with minimal control and direction, surprising things can happen.
knightsengirl 