Reality sits somewhere between the two extremes of this poem... I have been thinking a lot about family and the power of love flowing through a soul... how it touches and shapes lives... the phrase "mommy loves me" when used as a subliminal message with mentally ill patients often leads to a better state of mind... how much more important is a mother's actual love... and a father's love as well... A loving friend can often be more healing than a shrink... we need to wrestle with the intergenerational realities that are:

Obvious

Intergenerational thinking

Think
Generations
Mommy loves me
Daddy loves me
Mommy and Daddy love each other
Mommy and Daddy love their Mommy and Daddy
And their brothers and sisters too…
We are Family

Good communication
We Understand each other
We belong to each other
We know each other
We have a heritage to pass on…
We are Family

Intergenerational thinking
Obvious?

Obvious

Intergenerational thinking

Think
Generations
Mommy hates me
Daddy hates me
Mommy and Daddy hate each other
Mommy and Daddy hate their Mommy and Daddy
And their brothers and sisters too…
We are Family

Bad communication
We Don’t Understand each other
We Don’t belong to each other
We Don’t know each other
We have a heritage to pass on…
We are Family

Intergenerational thinking
Obvious?
By JAW 2003