I have a voice!

The other thing that has been touching my heart on quite a frequent basis is the message that the world so often teaches and I have found that recently again and again I have fallen victim to this belief.  Somehow in our ever competitive world, we are taught that our voice doesn't matter and what we think isn't good enough.  Yesterday I went to the chiropractor and didn't have a very good experience at all.  I knew from my pervious experiences with other chiropractors that how I was being treated wasn't right or good.  I came home after my adjustment that my body hurt soooo bad, it felt like when you are about to get sick, really really sick and your whole body aches and has hot and cold flashes.  I knew that this didn't feel right and that the adjustment that I was given wasn't good for my body.  This chiropractor's belief was regular maintenance was needed in order to heal from my migraines but I left with a worse headache than the  one I had previous to going.  After talking to someone about my experience they responded that I needed to be more open to what was available and go more than once.  I was discouraged by this and yet at the time I didn't know why.  I know now.

At school some of my most loving professors really encouraged us to give value to a child's voice.  To allow them to tell you what they believe and think.  What they are trying to do and accomplish.  Lots of times adults discourage the voice of a child thinking that they are silly or as being the older person they know better; which sometimes may be the case but it really is disheartening when someone doesn't listen to you.  What does it matter of what our children are saying if we encouraging them to think for themselves and believe in who they are?  Instead of trying to mold and shape how they think according to what we know and believe, wouldn't it be better for them to know who they are by coming to their own beliefs instead of relying on us as much?

I don't know if what I am saying is making much sense, but after my horrible visit to the chiropractor and being so sore today still that I cannot move I have learned in a very real way that my body knows itself and I know how my body is feeling.  Other people can give me advice but only I know my body truly and can make the ultimate decision for what is going on.  So with that in mind I have realized that I have a voice and my children will have their own voice.  Yes I expect them to be respectful and follow in the teachings of the Saviour but I also am going to teach them to have a voice and know that I will value what they say.  I want our home to be a place of protection and a place where my beautiful kabinkies know that we value what they say <3