{"id":7645,"date":"2017-08-04T07:10:25","date_gmt":"2017-08-04T13:10:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.handsfreemama.com\/?p=7645"},"modified":"2017-08-04T07:38:11","modified_gmt":"2017-08-04T13:38:11","slug":"seeing-my-childs-heart-led-confidence-changed-my-decision-making-process-for-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.handsfreemama.com\/2017\/08\/04\/seeing-my-childs-heart-led-confidence-changed-my-decision-making-process-for-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Seeing My Child\u2019s Heart-Led Confidence Changed My Decision-Making Process for Life"},"content":{"rendered":"
<\/a> If anyone asked, I\u2019d say I\u2019ve always been Type A\u2014ambitious, competitive, self-critical, anxiety-prone, highly conscientious, and time urgent. My mom adamantly denies I\u2019ve always been this way. As a girl, she says I laughed often, rested beneath shady trees, and spent time leisurely playing, singing, and creating. I remember that little girl vaguely, and I miss her sometimes. The good news is that along my Hands Free journey, I\u2019m learning to soften many of my rigid, Type A characteristics in order to nurture my relationships, my health, and my happiness.<\/p>\n One tangible sign of progress is the substantial productivity break I take every summer. For a solid month, I relinquish the pressure to produce content, boost book sales,<\/a> and respond to daily email requests and inquiries. It always takes me a few days to stop letting my goal-oriented mind run the show. But around Day 4, I feel a shift. I feel the tension start to leave in my body and a restorative peace settles in.<\/p>\n \u201cLay with me, Mama,\u201d Avery said to me one night during my recent productivity break in July. We\u2019d gone to the library that day and she checked out four of the Lemony Snicket books. While she checked out her literary treasures, I realized I hadn\u2019t read a book for enjoyment in nine months. Since I read several books a month to provide endorsements for colleagues, there is no time left for pleasure reading. This realization made me sad knowing I\u2019d always loved to read as a girl.<\/p>\n As soon as I settled in next to Avery in bed, I unconsciously released a gigantic sigh.<\/p>\n \u201cYou need to sit down more, Mama,\u201d she gently suggested. \u201cIt\u2019s good to rest sometimes.\u201d<\/p>\n That is what I love about her. When she is tired, she rests. When she is sad, she writes or talks about it. When she sees something interesting, she stops to look at it. When she feels inclined to help, she does. Avery does not live by the clock or by the expectations of others. She lives by heart.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n One of my blog readers once referred to Avery as being Type N<\/em> \u2013 the N stood for Noticer meaning she is acutely aware of the needs, emotions, struggles and triumphs of those around her. But perhaps it is because she is so in tune with her own heart that she\u2019s able to notice and respond compassionately to others.<\/p>\n I thought about her Type N<\/em> personality when she got braces in July. On the morning of the procedure, she felt very anxious about experiencing pain and discomfort. After expressing her concerns to me, she came up with a mantra to say to herself.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s gonna be fine. It\u2019s gonna be great. I can do anything.\u201d <\/em><\/p>\n She quietly chanted the phrase throughout the ten-minute drive and in the waiting room. When it was time to take the \u201cbefore\u201d photos, the mirror held in the hygienist hand hurt her mouth and caused her to choke. Avery began to cry. The orthodontist came in and told her she could come back another day to get her braces. I noticed Avery took a moment to answer. After listening to her heart, she courageously said, \u201cI can do it today.\u201d<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Seeing the way Avery checked in with her deep feelings this summer motivated me to help her fulfill a long-time bucket list item. For over two years, she\u2019s dreamed of returning to the church where she was baptized to play her guitar and sing for the congregation. At last, plans were put in place with the worship director and our family made the three-hour trek to our former community.<\/p>\n Avery had one rehearsal right before the service. With a glowing smile, she perched herself on the wooden stool at the front of the stage. With a full band behind her, she was given the power to begin when ready. There was no trepidation. She began confidently, filling the sanctuary with the most soothing, wondrous sound<\/a>.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Her heart had told her so, and she listened.<\/p>\n Seeing the way Avery\u2019s heart-centered confidence brought growth and possibility into her life was exactly what I needed to see at this juncture in my life. It\u2019s been five months since I released my third book, Only Love Today<\/a>. In the publishing world, it is time to start thinking about the next book \u2013 to write that book proposal and dig in. In three years and two months I have published three books<\/a>, and I am expected to write many more. But as I my mind and body rested for thirty days in July, I heard my heart, and it had something to say.<\/p>\n
\n\u201cSo come on fly away with me<\/em>
\n To a place where we could be anyone we wanna be<\/em>
\n And we can bottle up our fears<\/em>
\n Grow a taste so sweet, knock us off our feet and more<\/em>
\n Burn our troubles<\/em>
\n Inhale them all<\/em>
\n Paint our future on a fractured wall.\u201d<\/em>
\n\u2013Tom Walker, Fly Away with Me<\/em><\/a><\/p>\nWhat struck me more than the beautiful sound of her voice was the expression on her face. It said: This is where I am supposed to be. This is what I am supposed to be doing.<\/strong><\/h3>\n