In our modern world the light switch on our wall sometimes
makes us forget that there are seasons of day and night along with seasons of
the year.
We think our machines can do whatever we want regardless of natural
laws.
Penney Peirce wrote:
"I thought the fruit on my new dwarf
lemon tree would always be hard and green, but like magic, all in the right
season, the lemons have become plump and juicy and the flesh is getting soft. I
can't make them ready to pick; they are taking their sweet time, fulfilling
their potential as only they know how."
Babies grow at their own rate, as do gardens.
We can guide,
teach, nurture, help and support, but ultimately children, friends, colleagues
and others will make their own choices.
It's called freedom, and at times it's
messy. But force never works in the long term--it only causes misery, rebellion
and poverty.
Freedom is worth the mess.
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