tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post2435455857148370835..comments2023-08-27T04:12:50.916-07:00Comments on Christina Carson Blogging: My Religion is KindnessCLChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-90684049469590288432015-05-04T01:14:12.831-07:002015-05-04T01:14:12.831-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07799309013016049345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-31753696489678189802015-04-17T15:59:26.605-07:002015-04-17T15:59:26.605-07:00You are always welcome.You are always welcome.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-56758570975140945712015-04-13T18:58:31.224-07:002015-04-13T18:58:31.224-07:00Here is a friend of mine, Paul White, working in K...Here is a friend of mine, Paul White, working in KINDNESS in Ventura California. THANK YOU FOR POSTING THIS beautiful , helpful post, Love, merri<br /><br /> https://youtu.be/6HkZIgjIxmw<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-71023609754358093392015-04-11T20:23:07.066-07:002015-04-11T20:23:07.066-07:00Ah... the old great minds. It is a very misunderst...Ah... the old great minds. It is a very misunderstood topic so more words are better than fewer.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-39752081422085011262015-04-11T20:22:12.829-07:002015-04-11T20:22:12.829-07:00For one thing, it heads us toward a harsher and mo...For one thing, it heads us toward a harsher and more insensitive population and secondly a less engaged one. Democracies require citizen engagement so not only can we expect more personal challenges dealing with the coarseness of unfeeling people but also the weakening of our political system and the life we've become accustomed to thanks to it.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-73062565693526486172015-04-11T20:16:16.241-07:002015-04-11T20:16:16.241-07:00You're a hoot, Miss A. And thank you for makin...You're a hoot, Miss A. And thank you for making what I talked about real. We're not dealing in theories here. Life needs immediate attention in the parenting arena.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-91920870280220547972015-04-11T14:23:59.900-07:002015-04-11T14:23:59.900-07:00Love this Christina .. and no surprise the Ezine I...Love this Christina .. and no surprise the Ezine I wrote for this week was about Kindness. Important and important!Beca Lewishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13925250291056781540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-40493449505174036212015-04-11T13:35:01.875-07:002015-04-11T13:35:01.875-07:00I don't know for sure what the cause is, but I...I don't know for sure what the cause is, but I believe it's a situation that must be addressed and I very much fear that it won't be. What does that mean for future generations? Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07683301810568953266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-45864243711288876942015-04-11T09:14:36.953-07:002015-04-11T09:14:36.953-07:00On Friday I was taking a picture of a little girl ...On Friday I was taking a picture of a little girl about 18 months old. She'd never had her picture made before because she gets so upset, so I asked the assistant director to accompany the child on set, but she was still crying. I had some bubbles to distract her, but what ultimately got her to quit crying was when she caught my eye. She hung onto my look, as I tried to just fill the space with all the love I could, and every time she'd start to cry, I'd catch her attention and she'd look at me, and I just kept doing that with an unwavering kindness and absolutely NO IRRITATION until she began to relax a little. Finally the assistant could begin to let go of her, and then the little girl started to giggle at the bubbles. She had been so scared of another adult that it took all the heart I could muster to get her to relax. <br /> That doesn't have to be the case. As I follow kids like this, I find that their next steps include things like something else I saw this week. A mother, exasperated after a long day at work, stopped to let her 2 year old get water at the fountain before they left the daycare. When the mother tried to get the child to finish and leave, the child slapped the mother's hand and whined, "NO!" The mother let the child finish and they left. <br /> That's not parenting. That's leaving a child to be utterly defenseless in a world that's not accommodating to selfish whims. <br /> My generation has lost, or never had, a sense of what is Right. Many of us were not shown kindness either, so how could we learn it? If we were forced to define personal integrity or give an example of when we displayed it, we would fall silent. We don't know. And our answer to the challenges of parenthood is to bury our heads in the sand and hope it will get better. Children flounder in that situation. They get scared and angry because they are not getting what they need and what is REQUIRED, which is a solid foundation of love. They can't grow and learn in any other consciousness, and my generation can't define love any better than integrity. Children come into this world engaged, curious, and ready to learn, and they require adults who are willing to get engaged with them, to leap into the trenches and figure it all out as the challenges arise, not run away and hide. <br /> As I was driving to work yesterday, it occurred to me that the single biggest issue today is the epidemic of non-parenting. I am particularly convinced of this from my own experience of what you have written about, kindness. That crying little girl trusted me implicitly in a matter of minutes because she knew instinctively that she could. There was nothing in me that would have betrayed her trust, and she knew it, because kids are so sensitive like that. She could trust me because I was kind, and unwaveringly kind. She could then begin to explore the world around her. Next, she could laugh at my bubbles. A few minutes of kindness, and the little girl's world completely changed, and mine, too, for what it's worth, because we were in it together. That's all it took. It's taken me many years and a lot of work to learn this, and it's not been easy. But worth it? Hell yes. (And other expletives). And I'm no more special than any parent out there, struggling to find a way to deal with the challenges children bring, so I know it can be done.<br /> Also, I like that part in your blog about the very talented photographer. I wonder if you didn't mean to capitalize VERY? :) (JUST KIDDING!!!) Sheesh! <br /> Adriennenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-59955825246271418852015-04-11T07:20:42.116-07:002015-04-11T07:20:42.116-07:00It makes all the difference - our childhoods. It i...It makes all the difference - our childhoods. It is where the grace of a humanitarian is initiated as will as the mind of violence. Everything threads back to that experience. That's not to say we can't grow out of it along the way,but that's a tough road, and most people aren't even aware of what drives them let alone how to alter that. Thank goodness there are those who have been in the early care of parents who instinctively knew that quintessentially important role in life - parent. And there are some beautiful people in the world doing outstanding jobs. My concern is that those who don't understand how to rear children appear to be growing as is evidenced by and increasing number of confused and hurting young children. And yes, kindness is a blessing,and from what I have come to understand, one of the greatest we humans have to offer. Thanks, Chip for sharing your thoughts.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-24706236761957989242015-04-10T18:14:02.319-07:002015-04-10T18:14:02.319-07:00The more I learn about the childhoods of others, I...The more I learn about the childhoods of others, I realize what a charmed and blessed childhood I had.<br />Perhaps we can count our blessings by counting the times we've shown kindness to others.FCEtierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14199098303138353894noreply@blogger.com