The Gift of the Aha Moment

The Gift of the Aha Moment

The light bulb flicks on and all of a sudden, the hair raises on the back of your neck and goosebumps cover your arms. The aha moment. The sudden crash of insight as you realize that your perspective has been too narrow even though you thought it was broad. For me, it was a feeling of slipping into someone else's shoes for a moment and feeling the discomfort, the pain, and the struggle that they have carried for so long. I gladly change back into my own shoes with the realization that my issues no longer felt quite so heavy as they did before. Families in Global Transition The Families in Global Transition Conference has been called "a reunion of strangers" because of the warmth that the organizers and long-time attendees bring with them. Whether it's your first or fifteenth meeting, everyone is welcomed with a smile and open arms. Nobody asks, "Where are you from?" because it's the question every attendee dreads the most. Instead, introductions cut...
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What Does A Bike Have To Do With Parenting? Everything

What Does A Bike Have To Do With Parenting? Everything

Imagine you are riding a bike up a hill. The hill isn't that steep, but it isn't flat either. You shift down into second gear and have to stand to pedal at the same pace. Once you get to the top of the hill, you look back, and you think, "Wow. I'm kind of out of breath. That was a longer hill than I thought." Now imagine that you attach a bike trailer, one of those really snazzy fancy ones with seats for two kids, to the back of your bike. You head up the same hill but instead of easily pumping up the moderate hill, the hill suddenly looks massive, and your progress slows to a crawl while your leg muscles scream with every pedal forward. At the top of the hill, you don't look back or reflect on your accomplishment, but you collapse into a heap and wonder how you're going to do it again tomorrow without killing yourself. [Tweet "You...
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I abandoned my family and it was marvelous

I abandoned my family and it was marvelous

I took our only car, and I drove and drove and drove. I drove on roads that I was unfamiliar and pushed on into territory previously unexplored. I rolled down the windows, turned up the music, and let the wind whip my hair mercilessly around my face like I was a teenager with a brand new license. The sun filtered through the trees lining the back roads winding through the Swedish countryside, and I didn't have to give a thought to which child would be carsick in the back seat. I didn't have to answer to anyone. I was driving on my own, away from my responsibilities, if only for a few hours. Self-imposed isolation. A series of critical moments necessary to reconnect with my inner self. Every day I connect, network, and converse with others but why don't I give myself that much attention? What is it that I want? What is it that I want to say? I didn't know...
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