And today, I pulled out the Green Woman. Before I turned the net book on to type this up, I wondered how she was manifesting. I saw her in my mother in law, enjoying herself as her two grand-sons played in the garden with their grand-dad. I smiled and took the leaf out of her book and watched my boys play, race, ride, run and have fun. You forget, as a parent sometimes, to enjoy your kids and watch them frolic and play.
Turning the net book on I see a post from a friend that makes my heart sink and I have to deal with it. I didn’t create a group on Facebook to feed nastiness and allow the trading of personal insults, but that is what has happened over-night (UK time wise). It is sad, but that is life: not everyone gets on. But there’s a place for it and Facebook Public Groups are not the place for it. Not in my group.
The group was created with nurturing and assistance in mind. Like the Green Woman, it was intended to be a cauldron of good ideas, full of like minded people supporting each other in peace, and showing mutual respect, even if they disliked someone. Somewhere along the way, parts of this were forgotten.
So I hope that if someone / anyone from that group reads this blog entry, also shares in these thoughts and nurturing believes. I hope that they understand where I am coming from. If not, I might have to dig out The Woodward or The Archer…. (:D)