A few weeks ago I started reading The Power by Rhonda Byrnes, which places love at the center of all transformation. I decided to start writing a love list twice a day so that I could begin to focus on the things I love rather than the losses I have been experiencing lately. Byrne states that we only need to focus on love 51% of the time to reach the tipping point of change in our lives. I agree. Writing a daily love list has helped me to recognize and name the things I love and led to an unexpected benefit: the transformation I’ve seen in my son. After witnessing me writing my love list, he decided he wanted to write one too. As we’ve begun focusing on the things we love throughout the day, our relationship has dramatically improved. He’s had no violent outbursts in five days! He’s been happier and even more social. He actually acknowledged and played with two girls at the park the other day when his usual behavior is to run from other children and seek solitude. Yesterday, when he was beginning to get agitated and on the brink of an outburst, I told him that I loved it when he smiled and he stopped and began to smile and the outburst was averted. Now, instead of me telling him constantly what I don’t want him to do, we are constantly sharing what we love about each other. This is bringing about more feelings of love for both of us and more loving behavior. Even his therapist noticed a significant change in him at their meeting on Friday. I have found that searching for things to add to my love list throughout the day has helped me to realize just how much love is already surrounding me. My son has been so affected by our focus on love that today he cut out and colored a variety of hearts and created a Love Wall (see picture) in our living room so we won’t forget to keep love as our biggest priority each and every day.
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- Day One #NaPoMo2017Fields fertilized with the dead and dismembered double-sided dreams of women – crushed to tender dust by the moral meditations of men. Therein blooms the wild bones of the untraveled journeys of the dead, to be plucked by the not-yet-touched child whose tiny, powerful breath scatters the not-yet-split seeds across the barren seas. ************************ […]
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