I watch my grandchildren with utter amazement in regard to the wisdom they have and the challenges they face. They have come into this world at a most auspicious time, with the planet teetering on the edge of self-destruction or the evolution of our consciousness into greater clarity and compassion.
Many children today have come in very much aware about what is truth and what is not, and they expect adults to be honest with them, even if that honesty is humbling for us or difficult. Many of them are highly empathic and as a result they can become overwhelmed by their emotions, as they pick up on the emotional turmoil around them. Some of them are quite psychic, gifted in their creativity and healing abilities, intelligent, and sensitive.
I’ve seen a lot of people attempt to qualify their children as crystal children or indigo children, etc. I know people that have taken classes to discover if they might not have been recognized as indigo children when they were young. As a former special education teacher I am intrigued by this need to define the children in categories commensurate with their talents. When I was teaching, I used the categories to help me understand my student’s particular challenges and the learning methodologies that would best support them. Then as soon as possible, I tossed the categories out the window and focused on relating to each child as a unique individual with unique needs.
Each child had something special to offer the world, even the most disabled child, and my job was to discover what that was and help them bring their gift into manifestation. Disabled or gifted made no difference to me. Disabilities bring some strenuous challenges with them, and so do our talents. Gifted children often had difficulty fitting in, were bored easily, didn’t know how to share their gifts constructively, and experienced adults that either expected too much or too little from them.
Some of our psychic children find me in the dream-time. They talk to me about their challenges as they look for support, encouragement and compassion from someone they perceive will understand them. They find it difficult when they are treated special, as though their insights are more significant than those of the adults that raise them. They find it equally difficult when they are treated without respect, as though their insights don’t matter. They don’t appreciate the pressure we put on them as adults because we believe they are more in touch with the Divine and have the answers we need.
They suffer emotionally when they are born into environments where people don’t understand them or know what to do for them. They don’t understand why we hide from our truths, and why we have done so much damage to each other and the planet. They look at what we are leaving for them to inherit and wonder why we haven’t done better. I’ve met children that were psychically quite open and emotionally ready to commit suicide.
All children deserve the best we have to give them, whether they came into this world disabled, gifted, or as “normal” children on their journey of awakening in this life-time. They are all special. And they need adult compassion, supervision, protection, provision, spontaneity, boundaries, playfulness, commitment, and understanding. And they need to know that we take full responsibility, in action, for ourselves and the world we create. They need our truthfulness, our authenticity and our love. They need us to be worthy of their respect.
This is no small matter, when we as adults are often challenged by our own conscious evolution—at times feeling we are adrift in the sea of the unknown. Yet, especially in the face of our challenges, they need to witness us being as present to the truth of the moment and ourselves as we know how to be. They need to learn what we know, so that they can go beyond what we have accomplished.
Some of our children have chosen to be born into some of the most challenging situations we could possibly imagine. Some of them as the heads of households; some have been sold into slavery. Others do not have enough to eat or no safe place to sleep. Some are being emotionally and sexually abused. Some are tempted by drugs at very young ages and some try to grow up too fast, because they think they are wiser than they really are.
I hold the children on this planet dear to my heart. They are all our children—children of humanity. This Saturday, November 20th is National Children’s Day. Will you join me in taking a few minutes to just hold them in your heart in gratitude for their precious lives? Whether or not they know we have held them in their love, their spirits will know they have been loved exactly as they are—as beautiful beings that have come here to discover the depths of love. We can be that well of love, if we choose, by opening our hearts deeper than we have opened them before, and welcome them in to find their peace and the energy to live fully.