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Male-O-Drama

Change only happens when we become accountable.

This is not a witch hunt, it’s an awakening; a revolutionary movement to expose abuse of power.

To end abuse of power we must:

1. Teach our children to recognize and fight it from an early age.

2. Have strong and deafening consequences for it.

Abuse of power has no gender. Sexism breathes through the umbilical cord of inequality which spawns abuse of power.

Change starts with equality.

Equals rarely get abused!

One can’t be equal if they feel less than, weaker than, or inferior to: all judgments which need a chiropractic adjustment in perspective.

In order to have equality, we need to understand and eradicate misogyny.

Let’s be honest here. At the heart, misogyny is a reaction of resentment from both men and women to their mothers, the first women in their lives to tell them what to do and how to do it.

And at the heart of abuse of power, is the inner child of every adult not wanting to make Daddy mad.

People endure abuse of power from a place of survival, not admiration (sorry-not sorry to burst that narcissistic bubble for you, Louis CK).

These are broad generalizations but true, nevertheless.

When we can get past the anger and resentment of Mommy, and stop fearing the angry wrath of Dad, we can mature enough to embrace equality and stop the abuse of power.

How do we do that? We grow the Hell up! It’s called maturity through evolution. Our species was designed to be different but equal.

Equality breeds equality.

The more men who become stay at home dads as the primary parents and the more gay male couples who parent without a “mother figure” the less misogyny will be built into automatic nature responses.

The more same sex, lesbian, or gender neutral/ non binary parents-who resist stereo typical mother/ father and male/female roles; the less likely children associate parents- the first people they love and want to please- with misogynistic resentment or abuse of power archetypes, who they may face in the world when they are grown.

Men stop being “men” and women stop being “women” and we all get a chance to just be people who naturally hold within us the yin and the yang, and the male and the female energy; whether you believe it or not.

Your beliefs don’t make or unmake truths, they only strengthen or weaken them.

Equality is evolution, it’s breaking free of the mold that binds.

Some religious sects exists only to control and they do so through miseducation and fear. The religious groups that pimp their daughters out to men like Moore, are doing so based on false information; a faulty belief that men are their leaders because the Bible tells them so.

I fully support anyone’s right to believe in a religion, even if I don’t. What I do not support, is using that religion to defend an abuse of power.

Corruption wins when people become lazy and uneducated. You can’t win an argument if you don’t understand the language being spoken; so let’s dissect that language for a moment and ask the question: is that true?

The Bible says that man is made in God’s image and that woman was made from man. But evolution and biology demonstrate that all humans start as a woman and from XX chromosomes, develop XY chromosomes, and other patterns- (there is scientific evidence that there is more than just two genders). So whose image are we really made from?

If you base Biblical logic, on biological evidence, God is a woman (or a non gender being) and women should start listening to themselves, their intuition, and protecting their children.

If you want to protect your children from becoming victims to abuse of power, you have to stop teaching them to endure it.

You are not protecting your child when you teach them to be quiet and polite little robots.

Parents must stop grooming their children for abuse by forcing them to hug and kiss friends and relatives when they don’t want to; teaching them that their body isn’t theirs to honor, rather, everyone else’s to touch.

Yes, manners matter, when appropriate, and so too, protection matters, when appropriate. Teach your child both!

I have taught my child that if she trusts her intuition she will know when to be polite and when to be protective.

My child knows that expressions of deference to elders stem from a place of respect, that saying, “thank you,” comes innately from a place of gratitude, that saying, “please,” rises inherently from a place of humility. She also knows to question authority regardless if it’s from an elder, to be rude to inappropriate people, and to call creeps out, and take on powerful body language and practice saying things like, “Get back!” “No!” And “Don’t speak to me!”

Her body is her own and she doesn’t have to hug or kiss any family member or friend no matter what they give her or do for her. She doesn’t have to laugh when you make a joke that isn’t funny. She has been given permission and encouragement to be authentic. To practice saying, “Don’t tickle me!” Without feeling the need to give any reason, excuse or justification.

She knows how to discern between being polite and being protective, because we practice that and I model that behavior for her.

We have to support our children when the odd person says something off by normalizing a protective response like, “Don’t speak to me like that, it’s inappropriate!” But our children don’t use that language because we don’t use that language out of fear. Everyone is afraid of ruffling feathers, being inappropriate, and losing their job, etc.

And, there are some forms of abuse we can’t fight off or protect ourselves from. Abuse is never the fault of the victim.

But there are some abuses we can end but choose not to from a place of fear. We allow ourselves to get abused when our survival needs (home, job, etc.) feel threatened. But this is where the power of courage and integrity shine through.

In order to create sustained change, we have to be willing to endure some losses. And when we do, we might feel foolish, frightened, or be vilified for rocking the boat or blamed for the fall out of multiple jobs lost. But we stand up anyway; if not to protect ourselves, to protect the next victim from abuse if we remain silent.

This is the pulse of the matter.

We must learn to be ok with feelings of discomfort that are necessary during times of growth and bravery; and know that this is what makes us the intricate and complex beings we are.

We falsely label each other good or bad, polite or rude, nice or mean; when we are all of those things. This isn’t the 1950s. We are not one dimensional characters.

I am, in general, a very positive, sensitive, loving, and kind person but I do not hesitate standing up for what I believe in, calling BS on people, and calling out anyone or anything that is unjust. This is called integration. It’s learning to be brave enough to allow yourself to be vulnerable because you know you don’t have to be a guarded, hard-ass all the time just to feel protected.

Kindness doesn’t define me, authenticity does, which means sometimes I get called a bitch. When I do, I tend to react one of two ways; either I know I touched a nerve and am doing something right or I hear it the way I would hear any name called out that doesn’t belong to me, mere background noise.

I’m not interested in seeking your approval, therefore, you don’t have the power to manipulate me. I don’t plaster my pictures all over social media to garner likes. My self-worth comes from something much deeper than external approval.

I am not yours to label and neither is my daughter.

I’m not afraid of you and I’m not going to let you bully my child. Just look at the power of courage in #MeToo. The collective power of the masses can turn the tides of change; it has, it does, and it is!

This is my focus during this time of unbearable PTSD triggers for any survivor of abuse: the focus that change is happening. That we are rocking the cart (and maybe even breaking it down) of Male-O-Drama!

Male-O-Drama, is any man who abuses his power to hold another person’s freedom hostage.

This current administration is a Male-O-Drama.

Every mass shooting gunman is a Male-O-Drama.

Each man who is being called out for sexual assault, is a Male-O-Drama.

Car salesmen, Producers, Directors, Doctors, Lawyers, Politicians, Professors, or any man who speaks down to a woman and abuses his power, is a Male-O-Drama.

Domestic violence is Male-O-Drama.

Men who manipulate their families with emotional outbursts that vacillate between violent rages and threatening suicide, are Male-O-Drama.

The Male-O-Drama reign is finally coming to an end. People are waking up, finding strength in numbers and learning how to be comfortable being brave.

We are finally being heard!

Keeping our focus on the outcome that serves us is the key to surviving this traumatic time, this Male-O-Drama madness.

“I’m mad as Hell and I’m not going to take this anymore!”

I had a receptionist at a medical office try and mansplain a gynecological issue to me the other day. Daggers must have shot out of my eyes because all I needed to say to him was, “Know your audience and stop talking to me, now!” His measly power was questioned and a grown man threw a clipboard across a counter because I refused to pet his fragile ego… and no part of me, not an iota, felt remorse. That exchange only made my resolve form stronger. It was just a tiny speck in the snow globe of daily interference of Male-O-Drama polluting our world, but one I extinguished in that moment, bringing just enough clarity in the room to light the path for the woman behind me. That’s what it takes to survive: step, after step, after step.

This is another type of survival mode: protecting the human spirit.

Any person who falsely believes they can come at me, or anything I stand for, ought to be prepared for an onslaught of projectile truth vomit guaranteed to burn through and destroy any delusionary garb they wear as reality. 

Every fiber in my being is screaming right now, “Don’t mess with me or my child! I will fight back and take you down. I’ve survived just about every loss imaginable in this world; I don’t have anything left to lose, so you don’t scare me. Back up and back off!”

Men would be wise to fall into supportive formation, right about now. This is your time to protect and defend the women and children in your life. I read one story where a woman stated that having a boyfriend stand up for her on a college campus did more to protect her than the police she notified. It’s time for everyone to be brave. To step up! To respect! And if you can’t step up, then step aside because my angry ass is weary and my patience has run dry.

 

 

Men, Speak Up!

In the wake of the Harvey Weinstein news, I am disheartened to see so many of my male friends going into silent mode on social media.

I get it, you are afraid that you will say the wrong thing and be attacked.

Rise up anyway.

Start with an acknowledgment of the pain and suffering all women feel each time any woman is assaulted.

Commit to protecting women and all people from harassment.

Ask what you can do and how you can help.

Saying nothing at all is cowardly and hurtful.

If you have never degraded a woman, tell us why. Let other men learn from you, your integrity, your values. Tell us how in the face of peer pressure, frat houses, work culture, etc. you somehow escaped that fall from grace. Use this as a teaching moment.

If you have ever degraded a woman with a cat call, or an ass grab, or any assault whatsoever, come clean now and apologize. Admit that you see the error in your ways and stop blaming bro culture, drinks, drugs, or whatever lame excuse you might have used in the past. Take responsibility that regardless of your reason for doing so, you were wrong and you will never do it again.

If you have already apologized, apologize again. Part of why sexual acts of aggression are perpetuated is because the consequences for doing so are not high enough. One apology is not enough and it never will be. Own that this is part of the punishment for the crime. This is not an act to publicly shame males, rather an opportunity to deepen one’s compassion for the shame that females often carry for life, from even a single assault.

Every man who assaults a woman (by assault, I mean any gesture that is not consensual), should feel the weight of publicly apologizing for it over and over again. Using each new public outing of an assailant as an invitation to confess and make amends again and again.

These men should be forced to sit in on trauma groups where women who have been sexually assaulted process their pain. They should be forced to hear the stories of how they have played a role in the pain and sexual trauma that most women will face in their lives (often repeatedly). This should be part of their time served: day after day, month after month, year after year, having to witness and listen to women whose lives have been marked by male privilege and abuse.

An apology is more than an “I’m sorry.” It is a statement of regret or remorse followed with a plan of action for what you would and will do next time. Don’t just say, “I will do better.” Tell us how you will do better. Give an example. Have a plan. Because if you don’t work that out now, you will likely fall back to past action or inaction in the future.

I believe in the concept that we are one. But we cannot heal through our similarities until we can acknowledge our differences, and the abuse of power and privilege that perpetuate such crimes against humanity. This is why Black Lives Matter. This is why Feminism matters.

I’m disappointed in every man I know who is silent on this subject. I implore you to speak up, now!

 

 

Creating Presence

My daughter shared a gift card with me for one of those places where you paint ceramics. I glued wings onto the back of hugging salt and pepper shakers and painted what was supposed to be mother and daughter angel fairies embracing, but looks more like a British drag queen fairies from Monty Python’s Flying Circus; which makes me love them all the more.

It was a joy to paint again, even if I did so poorly, and the act of doing so brought me to the following thoughts I really want to share with you…

It’s been said…

“If you are depressed, you are living in the past.

If you are anxious, you are living in the future.”

To which I will add, if you are being creative, you are living in the present.

Creativity only happens in the present moment.

If you struggle with remaining present, the best training may be creativity.

When you feel yourself getting pulled under the thick, gooey currents of resentment, of memories from the past, of what could have been and what never will be again; start creating.

When you find yourself spiraling in fear and anxiety about what might or might not come to pass; start creating.

The minute we begin to write, paint, build, cook, or create in any way, we can instantly destroy that vision of struggle. Like a super hero POW!- we blast one version of reality into the next.

“But I’m not the creative type.”

“I don’t have time to create.”

Are you the “thinking type?”

Do you have time to think?

Because every thought is a creation.

When someone comes to me and says, “The flood waters in Texas are rising and expected to rise more.” I listen and think, “Is this thought yet a reality?” No. It’s a possibility, perhaps even a probability. It’s malleable, not fixed.

If I start thinking about the water rising and repeat what I heard to someone else, is that thought serving anyone? Is it helping to create an unwanted reality? What thought could I choose that would be of more service? What do the people of Texas need? They need the flood waters to recess. I take a moment and imagine, like a movie in reverse, that the flood waters are recessing. I imagine people being rescued. Loved ones being found. I picture everyone’s needs being met and suffering being eased.

Does this help or do anything at all that’s actually tangible? Maybe, maybe not. Does it hurt? Only if it prevented real action. But what does the creation of our thoughts lead to most? Action! When we allow ourselves to think about whether or not a certain thought serves us, we start putting more consideration into our thoughts which leads to creativity and often to a call of action.

Everything around us: homes, buildings, the things we fill our homes with: art, music, books, all began first as thoughts.

A “to do list,” is a list of thoughts, with an intent to act, which then creates new results or realities.

If we are going to spend our time thinking anyway, why not pull our thoughts from obsessively regretting the past or catastrophizing the future and start creating a better present moment of now?

When I find myself getting caught in a wave of thoughts that are not serving me, about the world, finances, health, etc. I start creating new possibilities with new thoughts.

I start with myself and my daughter. I imagine us healthy and dancing together on a beach. I’m wearing a red ballet dress and she is wearing a matching one in white. I have an entire dance choreographed that we do together at sunset, because I am corny like that.

I move on to my husband, extended family, friends, community, and world at large. I don’t imagine everyone dancing, but I suppose I could. I imagine instead, the realities they have shared with me that they most want. I see everyone in the story they are currently in, with whatever their personal struggles might be, and then I see them specifically as how they have expressed to me they want to be (particular new job, relationship, experience, etc.) which largely amounts to happy, healthy and successful.

For example, I had a friend who wanted a certain number of piano students each week; and another friend who wanted to have a dog walking business, another who wanted to self-publish books, another who wanted to make a film, and many friends who wanted to get pregnant. Every day for several weeks I visualized for each of them their desired reality and whether or not I had anything to do with it or not, their business’ grew, the books got published, the film was made, and all my friends got pregnant. To their credit, I do have hard working friends.

A few years ago there was a lot on the news about a pending hurricane to hit Mexico. At the time, I belonged to several online meditation groups and we came together to visualize the hurricane getting smaller and smaller so that by the time it hit Mexico, it would not cause the damage predicted; and that’s exactly what happened.

But there are many times that my thoughts don’t seem to make any difference at all.

There are so, very many variables that go into creating reality: personally and globally. We are not sole creators, we are merely co-creators. There will be times when forces greater than us and our thoughts, are able to shape and form reality. Does that mean that thought practice is a useless skill? No, because it’s not always about an ends to a means, it’s about how the focus on our thoughts changes us in the present moment.

I don’t know if my positive thinking helps the actual people I’m thinking about, but I know it helps me.

Positive thinking, or as I prefer to call it: “Thought Practice” is not about denial, it’s about a call to action around the reality that exists and how we want to change it.

When my child is sick, I do not treat her symptoms with happy thoughts alone. I acknowledge any suffering and do my best to provide comfort and ease, by first recognizing and validating her experience. Then I work, through action, to change that reality by providing medical care and/or healing techniques. Finally, I work with thought, I imagine her well, vibrant, and happy.

Too often, New Age Thought rejects the first steps of acknowledging the negative reality someone is experiencing for fear of reinforcing it; and too often the pragmatist rejects any power or influence their thoughts may have about a situation. As with most things in life, I find the answer to be in the middle grey area, somewhere in between those two extremes.

We have to recognize the reality in order to treat it, but we don’t have to accept the reality as the only reality in existence. There are likely an infinite number of realities for any given situation. Everything is energy which makes me believe that our thoughts have power, if not to impact the world around us, to impact the world within us.

If you have zero interest in thought practice as a means of service to self and others, and you just have a desire to be more present in the eternal moment of now, I wholeheartedly recommend any kind of creative engagement of the mind.

I am not a visual artist, as my salt and pepper shakers can attest, but I paint, craft, and create as often as possible because it brings me and keeps me in the present moment. Maybe that’s why every movie about mental institutions has a reference to basket weaving classes and shows patients doing arts and crafts. When we engage with creativity it brings us into the present.

I also find the same gift when I play chess or a musical instrument. I am not proficient at any musical instrument and therefore it takes a great deal of concentration for me to play one without damaging ear drums or driving others away.

Chess takes all my concentration and there is no part of my brain that has time to worry about the future or fret over the past when I am trying to protect my Queen and checkmate my opponents King. Chess makes my brain tickle and I love it, even if I lose far more often than win. I don’t play to win as much as I play for the reward of the brain tickle and the respite from living in the past or the future.

We need to have time in the present moment in order to manage the moments from the past and future that still haunt us.

It’s a delicious bath to bathe in the essence of nothingness and all-ness in the same moment of now.

What do you do to create presence in your life?

 

 

 

 

Considering Homeschooling?

Recently, upon hearing that I homeschool, another mom said to me, “I really don’t care where my daughter goes to school, I’m not picky. We all have to learn to deal with bullying. Bad experiences build character.”

I’m guessing she assumed I homeschool for a fear of bullying. I literally have 100 reasons why I homeschool which I am saving to publish as my 100th blog post. Bullying is just one of those reasons. Children with the kind of life-threatening allergies that my daughter has have been bullied by being tricked into eating a food containing said allergy and dying as a result. There is no lesson in character building in an experience such as that.

Sometimes bad experiences build good character and sometimes the character they build is a false self. When we feel that we are perpetually in survival mode, we do not behave the same as we do when we feel safe and we are in thrive mode. The false self that people build as a self-protective mechanism is often to master two faces: the mirror of a bully and the coward in shame. Neither of these are character building faces that I want my child to master.

One of the things I think school teaches very well is lessons in popularity. When I think of that word, I think of politicians and celebrities. Popular isn’t a bad thing. I know a really sweet girl who goes to school and is popular and probably always will be. I adore her because she has a kind heart. I was that girl too. But being popular can be exhausting. It breeds a fear of upsetting others. That fear can prohibit authenticity. So you see, even something as seemingly positive as being popular, can be toxic. Lessons from, The Breakfast Club. HA!

No matter how we educate our children, there are pros and cons.

I don’t homeschool because I think that homeschool is right for everyone. I homeschool because it’s right for us. I know that no matter which educational path we choose, we will be gaining and losing something that only another educational path can provide. Part of building character is having humility; knowing that we don’t know it all.

“But homeschooled kids lack socialization,” said the check out guy at my local grocery store and many other ignorant, well- meaning people. I’ve written about the socialization myth extensively so I’m just going to touch on it here.

Have you met my child? She is authentic. If she is interested in you, she will engage with you. If she is not, she will still be kind and polite. She is the very definition of “social.”

Do people believe that homeschooling means being locked away inside a home?

This is what socialization looks like for us: community classes in things like: Museums, ballet, music, art, sewing, language, chess, book clubs, theater, and more. We also have family and friends and homeschool groups where we meet in parks or invite each other to our homes for play dates, parties, and holiday celebrations. These are just the secular activities for those of us homeschoolers who are not particularly religious.

Then there are these people called: neighbors. Most of us have them. Personally, I’ve never met these fantom homeschoolers who live separate from the rest of society, I’m guessing in underground bunkers, since they lack socialization. But even those who do live in the mountains and are isolated, many of them have families larger than four, they are still learning socialization.

According to the U.S. Department of Education, 1,770,000 students are homeschooled in the United States. We are in good company. We are not alone. We are growing in numbers, because the school systems and society are failing us. Not all of us, but enough of us that homeschooling has become a movement.

During flu and cold season, it can sometimes feel that we are those weird homeschoolers locked away. We do avoid and cancel many plans due to illness (ours or others). When your immune system is compromised, as ours is, it doesn’t get built up by being exposed to one cold after the other, on the contrary, that makes everything much worse. For our family, the common cold has turned into week long hospital stays with pneumonia, three times in nine years.

When our child was just a year old, we were told that her health conditions were so severe that we would have to homeschool her. Homeschooling is not anything I ever really considered or had a desire to do. The entire process seemed overwhelming and terrifying to me. Instead, I read as much research as I could to support “mainstreaming” my child and instead of embracing homeschooling as I had been encouraged to do, I put her in one school after the other.

First, we tried a religious school, which was great, except for the time obligation toward the religion which was expected of all families and the minor fact that we are not religious. Nevertheless, we stayed at that school until she aged out. It was only a pre-school. She did contract swine flu when she was three and nearly die, despite being vaccinated against it, but I was convinced that through sheer will of belief in modern medicine and a positive attitude, that we could make school work.

Next, we tried a small, independent, private school which was nearly perfect, but not something we could continue to afford. Our daughter was given a scholarship to attend a very prestigious, college prep, K-12 private school, which she had to take an IQ test to qualify for; but it was 30 minutes from the nearest hospital and with all her health issues, it just wasn’t a safe choice.

Lastly, we tried a public school. We believed in the premise of the public school system and wanted to support it, while also keeping out daughter safe. In all, we visited 17 schools before choosing the one we did. Unfortunately, it was by far one of the worst bureaucratic experiences of our lives. We were stripped of all parental rights whilst our daughter attended public school.

Due to her myriad of health issues, she was heavily over-medicated by the ill-equipped school nurse. I was called each day to leave work early and pick her up due to asthma attacks and allergic reactions. After the first two weeks of school she was so sick with the “common cold,” that her teacher and all her classmates were able to work through, that she was admitted to the hospital for the second time in her life with life-threatening pneumonia.

Seven days later, the public school threatened us legally with truancy- and child protective services because we had kept our daughter out of school for a week (she was IN the hospital). This was despite the fact that she was still in the hospital and the school principal had confirmed that a note from her pediatrician informing the school of her condition had been received.

Because of that experience, we will never trust another public school again; especially now that our daughter has been diagnosed with Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome (EDS). Too many children with EDS have multiple dislocations and bruises which are mistaken for being abused children. I am not willing to ever be in a position again where an ignorant, public school staff can threaten to take my child away — Where my rights as a parent are superseded by the rights of a school and when I know my child is not safe.

Coming to the choice to homeschool was not easy, in fact, it would be safe to say that I fought it every step of the way. I did not feel qualified. I didn’t know what to expect or where to start. I feared all the stereo-types that I had heard and read about homeschoolers. I myself had been unschooled for part of my educational experience and harbored resentments around holes I feel I have in my own education (holes I have now come to see are present no matter the education one has).

In order to homeschool, I would have to quit my job as the primary provider and I was already struggling with my own declining health. I had no idea how we could possibly make this work economically. But eventually, homeschooling became our only option. Even with all that I could find wrong with homeschool and unschool, it still proved to be a superior option for us personally, all things considered.

We began to educate ourselves by reading everything we could find about all the different types and ways of homeschooling. I delved deeper into the philosophy, research and statistics of whole life unschooling, life learning and alternative homeschooling options (I’ll attach my short list of recommendations).

Both my husband and I come from families who love to learn; some who have made a sport out of soaking up new knowledge, some, educators themselves, who have obtained the highest degrees in education.

As a family unit, we value education. We value knowledge and we have a passion for learning. We do not separate learning from everyday life. We make the world our classroom instead of making a classroom our world.

When you homeschool, you still have the option of taking classes and we have and do utilize that option, however, we do not learn solely from taking classes, we use classes as optional tools to compliment the natural learning we do from the time we are born until the day we die.

It’s our goal to model for our daughter that most knowledge is self-taught, self-education, based on a passionate desire to know more than we have learned in school, and to continually learn and practice something new that serves our unique purpose in life. To teach that school is for learning is also to teach that when one is out of school they stop learning, neither of these are beliefs we ascribe to.

After homeschooling since 2012, I can say with confidence that true, sustained learning happens through intrinsic motivation, not coercion based on punishment and reward. I was raised with the carrot and the stick. I now question that validity.

If you have an ambitious child, who is filled with self-motivation, self-determination, has passions and confidence in at least one area of their life that makes them feel special: homeschooling will probably work better for you than most. All you need do is facilitate what your child feels they need to know and then let go of the reigns and watch them fly. A child born with natural talents and abilities will flourish when given the opportunity of freedom, time, space, and unconditional love and support to do so.

The hardest challenge you will likely have, is to silence the voice of the critic; be it your own, your partner, a parent, friends, family, community, and teachers. Let me assure you, it gets easier with practice.

Many of my closest friends are educators. Some of them see successful homeschooling as a personal attack and insult to everything they have devoted their life to. I have compassion for their feelings but their burden of belief is not mine, nor yours to carry. As a parent, you have one and only one consideration and just a reminder, it’s not the voices of critics.

Your only job is to do right by your child and only you and your child know what that is. The proof is in the pudding. No one who really knows us, has pulled me aside yet to tell me that they think my daughter is lacking because of homeschool. Don’t get me wrong, there is a part of me that is always in fear that she is behind in something. And I do my best not to project that fear unto her. But I know that whatever she might be behind in, she can catch up with and will if it becomes necessary. What she is gaining however, is far more than she might be losing.

A child can always catch up on what she might have lost as a homeschooler, but she can’t erase damage that’s already been gained, once it happens, from being in a school environment that isn’t serving her.

Here’s the thing- right/wrong- none of us know what tomorrow brings. We don’t know what works or doesn’t work until we experience it. We only know what’s right for us in this moment of now. In the big picture everyone makes mistakes, nobody gets it 100% right and luck and fate and health play a bigger role than anyone gives rightful credit. If you try compulsory school and it doesn’t work, try homeschool. If you try homeschool and it doesn’t work, try compulsory school. “The only constant thing in life is change.” We are not chained to our present. We forget about one of our greatest powers in life: choice.

I have a great deal of respect for good teachers. I think teachers and nurses are two of the most noble professions. I’m sure that by homeschooling, my child is missing out on some amazing, well-qualified, creative, imaginative, and nurturing teachers as well as some mind-numbing, languid, and far less than ideal teachers. Not to mention a sometimes highly dysfunctional social structure that I wouldn’t wish upon my worse enemy.

I am not a teacher and I don’t claim to be (unless I’m at Barnes & Noble using my educator discount card). I don’t think I know more than others or that I have the skills a well-trained teacher might; but I have something they don’t have and that’s: freedom of choice. Most public school teachers have to teach the curriculum they are given and teach it not with the goal to retain knowledge but merely to memorize long enough to do well on tests.

I also have the knowledge of my child and know, better than anyone else, what her needs are, because I love her more than anyone else. I know her strengths and weaknesses. I don’t always have the answers, but I know how to find a good tutor who does. I don’t always have all the patience I need, but I have a partner, friends, and community support when I need it.

For now, homeschooling is our only foreseeable solution. I still maintain that if we could afford it I would send my daughter to a small, private, alternative, hippy-dippy school that’s close to a hospital. Some place with a reasonable student to teacher ratio that honors arts and sciences, shares our basic value system of kindness and integrity and implements a zero tolerance for bullying. To leave a child in a school for eight hours a day, which they can’t escape, where they are being bullied, is not character building, it’s abuse.

There’s a lot I could say about the entire institution of school and what it’s primary purpose is and provide link upon link of research that paints compulsory school in a negative light. However, it’s not my desire to criticize someone else’s choice. The bottom line is that nothing in life is all good or all bad.

Until such day comes where we can send our child to the aforementioned imaginary school, she has parents who love her unconditionally, extended friends & family who care about her, a healthy home environment, several library cards, a strong arts community, a supportive homeschool community and as much support from her parents as we can possibly give.

There is no sure-fire way to prepare for anything in life. The best we can do is learn to trust our intuition and be flexible. If we are taught to be true to ourselves we learn to cut our losses before we invest too much. If you are considering homeschool, there’s no way to know if it’s right for you until you try.

I hope this helped you with your choice. Please know that you are not alone. It’s a lot easier than you think. The first step is to just relax and trust that no matter what, it’s all going to work out. What’s the worse that could happen? What are the chances of your fears becoming reality if you stay in compulsory school? What are the chances if you homeschool? I think you have your answer.

    
Homeschool / Unschool Resources

Many of the films are online for free or can be streamed from Netflix or rented from Redbox. I think all of these films are important and the documentaries should be required viewing before enrolling a child in school.

Films on Public School Today
Race To Nowhere
Most Likely To Succeed
Waiting For Superman
Bully

Films on Homeschooling / Unschooling
Captain Fantastic
Class Dismissed (illustrates the various types of homeschooling)

Writers & Books
There are too many to mention. Start online and choose two that seem completely opposite to start, after reading those, you will have a better idea of where to go from there.

Online
Www.JohnHoltGWS.com
LifeLearningMagazine.com