🌸 Spiritual Parenting Journal

After lunch, my son and I rode an electric scooter—something we hadn’t done in a long time—to attend an event he had been excited about since last night.
I didn’t look into it too deeply beforehand; I only knew it was related to “memory training” and co-organized with the school.

This week has been especially busy, and I only had Saturday afternoon free.
But I thought—since he is so eager, I will accompany him.

When we arrived, we saw a parent being kindly asked to return the next day because she had come too early.
Carrying a gentle intention, I walked in with my son—and perhaps due to a bit of good karma—we were welcomed into the classroom.

This was our first true parent-child learning experience together.
There were only three parents and three children.
Small, intimate, quietly meaningful.

I wasn’t there simply to “take a class.”
I was there to be with him—to witness his growth.

The instructor was a well-known cognitive coach with multiple professional credentials.
I felt fortunate to hear him speak in person.
The content was something I had encountered years ago, but this time it felt clearer, softer, and easier to integrate.
I shared my reflections during class—not as promotion, but from genuine resonance.

What touched me most was how fully the children participated.
The instructor’s energy was highly engaging.
My son listened with full attention, eagerly raised his hand, and confidently declared:

“I can do it! I am capable! I believe in myself!”

He even gently corrected my posture when I didn’t follow the instructions correctly.
He was truly present.
He was growing.

At the end, our group earned a perfect score.
On the way home, he quietly told me his results—
a small, private little pride glowing in his heart.

Watching him, I saw a young bamboo shoot breaking through the soil—
a little nervous, a little intense, but wholehearted,
and gently unfolding at the moment of completion.

The class ended with a gratitude practice.
One parent openly cried, releasing emotions held for years.
The room fell silent.
Only genuine feeling remained.

When it was my turn, I told my son:

My love, you are always 100 points in my heart.
You are a bright little star.
As long as we stay sincere and courageous,
the future will unfold beautifully—
because we are, and have always been, part of the Universe.

On the way home, my heart felt light and warm.
This class was not only my son’s growth class,
but also my awakening class.

I realized I had shifted
from observing him
to appreciating him.

From anxious tension
to gentle presence.

Each child has their own timeline,
their own script,
their own soul journey.

And what I need to do
is simply—

accompany him with conscious love.

Because once there is love,
the little star
will naturally shine. ✨

吃过午饭，我和儿子骑着久违的电动车，去参加他昨晚就期待已久的一场活动。
事前我并没有仔细了解，只隐约知道与“记忆力训练”有关，还有学校的联名。

其实这周时间特别紧，只剩下周六下午半天。
但我心想——既然他那么期待，那我就陪他走一趟。

到达现场时，我们看到一位家长因为来早了半小时，被婉拒进场、请明天再来。
我抱着“试试看”的心态带着儿子继续往里走。
也许是善缘在发挥作用吧，我们顺利进入了课堂。

这是我们第一次正式意义上的亲子课堂。
教室里只有三位家长、三个孩子。
场面小，却格外安静、真实、温度刚好。

我此行的目的不是单纯为了“听课”，
而是为了 陪他，见证他的成长。

讲课的是一位知名电视考官，拥有许多专业头衔。
能在现场听到他的课，我感到荣幸。
更巧的是，课题内容我曾在几年前接触过，但今天以更清晰、更温柔的方式重新进入了我心里。
于是我在课堂中真诚地分享了自己的感受——并不是推荐，而是认同。

最让我印象深刻的，是孩子们的投入。
讲师的调动力非常好，儿子全神贯注，多次高举手，大声喊：

“我行！我可以！我能够！”

他会在我动作不标准时小声提醒我，
他在努力，他在进入，他在生长。

最后，我们小组挑战满分。
回家途中，他悄悄告诉我自己拿了多少分——
小小的心里，有小小的骄傲与努力。

看着他，我看到一株刚刚破土的竹笋——
紧张、用力，又全心投入。
目标达成的那一刻，自然舒展。

课程最后，是一个感恩环节。
有家长在现场落泪，许多年没有表达过的爱，终于找到了出口。
整个教室安静了，只剩下 情感在流动。

轮到我时，我对儿子说：

儿子，你在妈妈心里永远都是100分。
你是一颗闪闪发光的小星星。
无论世界怎样变化，只要我们保持真诚与勇气，
未来都会与你同行。
因为，我们本来就是宇宙的一部分。

回家的路上，我心里亮亮的。
这一堂课，不只是儿子的成长课，
也是我自己的觉察课。

我发现自己从“观察他”变成了“欣赏他”。
从曾经的紧绷焦虑，慢慢松开。

孩子有自己的生命节奏，
有自己的剧本，
有自己要走的路。

而我需要做的，
只是 —— 带着觉知的爱陪他走。

原来，
只要有爱，
这颗星星，自然会自己发光。 ✨

写于2025年11月1日 记录亲子课程