Monday, December 7, 2015

nurturing

'tis the season
to be cozy.
fa la la la la, 
la la la,
la
:)
i don't particularly love cold weather,
but i will say,
i do love getting cozy by my fire in my fuzzy socks in cold weather.
 
exhibit A: 
 
and i suppose it's impossible to get cozy,
without first being cold.
so i guess cold weather isn't ALL bad after all.
:)
 
i continue to find examples of 
action-reaction
cause-effect
- the true "why's" - 
behind the way things are in life,
so
intriguing.  
 
something i so very much love about my family relations class is,
it helps me 
. . . connect my own dots . . .
and figure out my own "why's" behind who i am and why i
think
feel
see
act
the way that i do. 

i believe we are all 
choice,
divine
spirit children of our father in heaven
and existed before we came to earth.
my spirit and soul
is really much older than my almost 24-year-old body.
and because i believe we existed before this life,
i also believe we all came here with our own
unique
predisposed
"hard-wiring".
a portion of who we are:
our personalities
tendencies
and quirks 
have simply always been.

yet on the other hand . . .
i also believe we are continually evolving beings.
we learn
grow
fall
develop
regress
and experience
so much every single day.
and that material becomes a part of us.
this process starts at the very beginning of our mortal journey:
birth.

as an infant,
you were completely helpless when it came to taking care of your own needs.
physical - spiritual - emotional
you relied solely,
fully,
entirely,
and completely,
on your parents for day to day survival!
but what if those needs weren't met,
as an infant,
toddler,
child,
obnoxious pre-teen,
or
teenager??
what if your parents,
for one reason or another,
 weren't able to support you in what you needed?
well then what?
how would that have affected you?
would you be different?
do you think it would contribute to the way you 
think
feel
see
or act
now?
i'd we willing to guess
it would.
 
kids need to be nurtured. 
this week i specifically dove into the importance of 
- a father's nurturing -
in the lives of his children. 

According to, "the Importance of Fathers in the Healthy Development of Children",
a father's nurturing serves several important purposes:
"1) helps fathers build close relationships with their children.
2) fosters psychological well-being and self-worth in their children.
3) provides children with a healthy model of masculinity.
4) helps protect girls from prematurely seeking the romantic and sexual attention of men."

when i read these points,
they all struck me on a personal level in different ways. 
they caused me to reflect on my own life and how my father's nurturing
 - or lack thereof -
has contributed to me. 
i definitely think the lack of nurturing may have lead me to 
"seek romantic attention from men" at an early age.
starting at the age of 12 i remember being very concerned if boys liked me or not.
feeling happy when they did,
and sad when they didn't.
i got into my first very serious relationship at 15,
which continued on and off until i graduated high school at 18. 
at this time i think a pattern had already been established 
and taken root within myself.
 i learned to rely on romantic love and attention from guys 
as a way to fill my needs.
it was my main source of self-validation and nurturing.
rather than:
seeking that kind of nurturing, attention and validation
from my parents,
other friends,
family members
or my heavenly father.
 
isn't self discovery amazing!
because it is only as we make these self discoveries and connections within ourselves,
become aware of our own authenticity,
that we can choose to continue 
in that behavior and way of being,
or  
choose to change.  
we first must choose to reflect.
take time this week to be at one with yourself.
how are you really doing?
how are you really feeling?
does anything feel off?
talk with God. 
He can illuminate our path
and show us the way.
through His help we can more clearly see our 
past,
and how that connects with our 
present,
to help us more awareingly
choose our future.  
xoxo

kelsiefay








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