What I Have Learned From My Six Sons

Jim W Britt

Description

Many parents think their purpose as parents is to teach their children, when in reality, if we listen and observe, our children can become our best teachers. Learning should be a two-way street. Children know a lot more about having a good time and enjoying life than most adults. They are insightful. They know how to laugh. They are curious. They are spontaneous instead of trying to work everything out. They are busy just “being.” In this book you’ll learn as I did about laughter, trust, curiosity, determination, acceptance, and how to use your imagination. Children are here to teach us. I hope you enjoy and learn as much from children as I did raising my six sons, Jeff, Jim, Warren, Weston, Will and Walker!Many parents think their purpose as parents is to teach their children, when in reality, if we listen and observe, our children can become our best teachers. Learning should be a two-way street. Children know a lot more about having a good time and enjoying life than most adults. They are insightful. They know how to laugh. They are curious. They are spontaneous instead of trying to work everything out. They are busy just “being.” In this book you’ll learn as I did about laughter, trust, curiosity, determination, acceptance, and how to use your imagination. Children are here to teach us. I hope you enjoy and learn as much from children as I did raising my six sons, Jeff, Jim, Warren, Weston, Will and Walker!Many parents think their purpose as parents is to teach their children, when in reality, if we listen and observe, our children can become our best teachers. Learning should be a two-way street. Children know a lot more about having a good time and enjoying life than most adults. They are insightful. They know how to laugh. They are curious. They are spontaneous instead of trying to work everything out. They are busy just “being.” In this book you’ll learn as I did about laughter, trust, curiosity, determination, acceptance, and how to use your imagination. Children are here to teach us. I hope you enjoy and learn as much from children as I did raising my six sons, Jeff, Jim, Warren, Weston, Will and Walker!Many parents think their purpose as parents is to teach their children, when in reality, if we listen and observe, our children can become our best teachers. Learning should be a two-way street. Children know a lot more about having a good time and enjoying life than most adults. They are insightful. They know how to laugh. They are curious. They are spontaneous instead of trying to work everything out. They are busy just “being.” In this book you’ll learn as I did about laughter, trust, curiosity, determination, acceptance, and how to use your imagination. Children are here to teach us. I hope you enjoy and learn as much from children as I did raising my six sons, Jeff, Jim, Warren, Weston, Will and Walker!Many parents think their purpose as parents is to teach their children, when in reality, if we listen and observe, our children can become our best teachers. Learning should be a two-way street. Children know a lot more about having a good time and enjoying life than most adults. They are insightful. They know how to laugh. They are curious. They are spontaneous instead of trying to work everything out. They are busy just “being.” In this book you’ll learn as I did about laughter, trust, curiosity, determination, acceptance, and how to use your imagination. Children are here to teach us. I hope you enjoy and learn as much from children as I did raising my six sons, Jeff, Jim, Warren, Weston, Will and Walker!

Sujets

• Sociologie, société et politique
• Personal development
• Self-help
• Spirituality
• Success
• Empowerment

Informations

• Publié par: 2014
• Date de parution: 10 décembre 2018
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781632272652
• Langue: English

Extrait

What I Have Learned From My Six Sons
By Jim Britt
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Jim Britt What I have Learned from My Six Sons ISBN (978-1-63227-264-5) ISBN (978-1-63227-265-2)
Dedication
This book is dedicated to my wife Joanna and to my six sons Jeff, Jim, Warren, Weston, Will and Walker. Without them there would not have been a story to tell or a life full of meaning.
Table of Contents
Introduction:
Chapter One: Happiness is a Gift You Give Yourself
Don’t pray for more things, but for wisdom and knowledge so that you might know what to do with all the things you’ve already been given.
Chapter Two: You are What You Honor Most
In order to awaken to our true greatness we must first suspect that a part of us is asleep. Awakening begins with self-observation.
Chapter Three: Re-Source-ful
Create your vision of what you want in life, then play with whomever shows up to play.
Chapter Four: Happiness is not in the Past or Future
Everyone is searching for the correct path to truth, while the real truth is, there is no correct path, except the one we create ourselves.
Chapter Five: With Death Comes the Recognition of Life
If we want to see how well we’ve done in our lives, all we need to do is watch our children. They are our greatest success.
Chapter Six: You Can Change Your Story
Don’t let your experiences from the past dictate how you live your life in the present. The past is simply a memory, it doesn’t exist in real life.
Chapter Seven: The Power of Imagination
If we focus on our inner harmony, our personality will reflect a certain peace that can only come from knowing our own inner spirit.
Chapter Eight: I heard the Voice of a Three Year Old Calling
The sadness is not to have died, the sadness is not to have achieved all that was within us to achieve while we lived.
Chapter Nine: The Power of Love
All I may achieve in the eyes of men means nothing if I have achieved nothing in the eyes of a child.
Chapter Ten: Freedom requires Responsibility
Lift your thoughts as high as the eagle lifts its wings so you may sour above the storm.
For what we believe, we are
Epilogue:
About Jim Britt
Introduction
I n his book, Rings of Truth, Jim Britt (portrayed as Matt) promised the reader a story that would invigorate the mind, open the heart and touch the soul. The book had, by all standards, done just that and in its success had touched the lives of all who have read it, in spite of Cindy’s predictions. Cindy, his agent at the time he decided to write the book, was totally against it. But Jim knew in his heart it had to be written. He took a chance that people would want to read a book that opens the invisible door, steps into the personal life and reveals the truth that lies within.
He wanted the world to meet Michael and Alea, two beings, one a fictional character, (you’ll have to decide which is real and which is fictional) who took him on a journey of self-discovery and personal change that touched every area of his life. They both entered his life as if at an appointed time and allowed him the joy of their strength as they instructed him and gave his life new meaning.
Because of the awareness they captured in his soul, Jim’s thirst to identify and re-define his existence could not be quenched until it was expressed on paper and published.
The true source of his learning was not meant to be locked away for fear of critical review, but to be revealed to those who would open the pages, study them and then arrange the ideas according to their own truths.
Cindy had said the book would fail because he was displaying his emptiness, but instead the book was a success because he had shared his fullness.
It has been eighteen years since the final chapter of Rings of Truth, and, today as Jim looked back, he could see the gift of his decision, and he knew in writing the book, he had opened the hearts of the thousands who read it. It is an inspired book full of truth, he knew that and he was grateful to have listened to his heart.
The last chapter, however, was only the beginning. So much has happened since that day in Joshua Tree National Park and the lives of those in his story have gone on.
Reflecting back to the years prior to writing Rings of Truth, Jim’s oldest son, Jeff, was a senior in high school then, and concerned that he make the right decisions about going into an unknown future. Later on a college graduate and today a successful computer programmer in Portland, Oregon.
Jim, the younger of the first two sons was playing little league baseball. Later, he extended his interests to track and field, broke the high school record in high jump, awarded a college scholarship, went on to college, got a degree in computer science and is now living in Seattle Washington.
Nan and Steve are married now and are very successful in their own careers, and Daryl has retired. Though time and space now separates Jim from them and contact is infrequent, the feeling of a close friendship is still shared and will always be remembered.
Jim, portrayed in Rings of Truth by Matt and Joanna Jim’s wife, portrayed by Jessie now are the parents of four sons; Warren, Weston, Will, and Walker. They are all grown and having families of their own.
The one thing, however, that has remained constant is that Jim is continually rediscovering the truths. In the absence of Alea and Michael, his children have become his mentors in reminding him that all things of value are already known to us for they exist within our conscience. He has learned that as we walk with our children, they become our guides in that journey of rediscovery and the story continues...
Chapter One
R emembering back to a time when Warren was sixteen years old, Weston, twelve, Will, eight and Walker, six. I sat, looking at my cluttered desk. I felt a smile cross my face as I remembered that at one time I actually thought if I had a bigger desk there would be a place for everything. The clutter before me, however, proved that theory wrong for there was no end to clips, papers, pencils, and books, some open, some closed. The computer, its bright screen glaring, occupied the right side while the telephone took charge of he left. A calendar, the thought for today etched across the bottom of its page, tilted slightly toward the center as if competing with my favorite family portrait for the coveted spot. The picture, however, stood solid and refused to give way to intimidation. Add the calculator and every inch of available space was taken on the 4’x6’ surface ironically called a desk top, since the desk top always seems to be on the bottom.
As my brain absorbed the scene in front of me I began to see the clutter on the desk from a different perspective and realized that within this scene was a new discovery waiting in the wings. I focused on the desk for several minutes just letting the truth unfold itself to me and slowly it began to conceive within my mind.
Life can present itself as a cluttered desk. We have all we need in front of us to complete ourselves but until we use the clip to hold something of value, until we push the ‘on’ button or dial outside our own little space, or until we remove yesterday from our calendar and work with today then all we have is clutter. Our books may be open and full of knowledge but until we know what to do with what we have learned or until we organize it and put it where it belongs the size of the desk will make no difference. In all the clutter we will have lost that for which we are really searching. We will have lost the picture, and when we lose the picture, we are lost.
Could there yet be another truth? No matter how cluttered our lives may become, as long as we keep what really matters in the center and we focus on that to bring us the happiness we seek, the clutter becomes irrelevant and we are content because we understand that clutter is just a part of life.
Interesting, truth in contrast from a cluttered desk, I thought to myself as I began to examine the conclusion. The conception would be determined by a frame of mind or perhaps, a learned analogy. Either one would be correct, however, and the result would be the same.
With a clear conscience I was now able to ignore the clutter and using the back of my chair for a pillow, I closed my eyes and let my mind drift back to yesterday and into the past. Yesterday, because it was the seventeenth anniversary of one of the most important days in my life, and the past because it has made me who I am today.
I shifted into a dream as the face of a beautiful woman whose radiant smile penetrates my very being, came into view. The softness of her blond hair complimented the hazel in her eyes, revealing their beauty. In her hands she held a bouquet of roses. On the third finger of her left hand, the ring that bonded our love glistened in the sun.
Thirty one years ago we made a commitment to dedicate our lives to each other and to love each other beyond anything else. In the years since that day I have discovered that love is really a way of life. It has to be or we are nothing. Love governs life. Love excites life and brings it into a full circle.
I hadn’t realized how far we had come in our love until our fifteenth anniversary when I decided to ha