When my girls’ father left us back in 1999, I was a wee bit emotional in the beginning. With that said, I kept most of my emotions to myself. I would blissfully dance them away in the kitchen with one of my babies’ feet resting on top of mine. If I wasn’t doing that, I was using a broom or mop as a makeshift microphone, whilst dancing and cleaning my heart out. Music helped me mentally for the most part back then. Music still does today as well. This is most likely the reason Clairity guides me towards certain music to listen to. Music like Coldplay’s music video called “Daddy”. There is something in the lyrics which is for me to identify. I trust the lyrical guidance. I go with the flow in this instance.
The night I came to learn of Albert’s affair, and the next day, were wet days. I cried quietly in different rooms, away from my children. I’m not certain if it was the very next evening, or if it was a few days after I came to learn of Albert’s true intentions, when I explain this next part.
I was unaware of Albert’s plan to leave us when the girls and I had left for New Brunswick. I was in shock when I came to learn of Albert’s new friend. I cried quietly, so, hours, days, and weeks had blended together there for a while. I didn’t know my ups from my downs, nor my lefts from my rights. All I knew was that I was a single mum of two beautiful baby girls and that I had very little in the way of resources to take care of them by myself. What was I to do?
As I sat in front of my desktop computer, I let out some silent tears. Liv and Laura were in the next room, playing on the floor together. As I continued working, Liv, all of a sudden, got up from where she was playing and headed in my direction. She came over to me, placed her wee little palm gently on my cheek, and then with her beautiful turquoise eyes, looked directly into my eyes, and said ever so gently to me, “everything is dunna be otay mummy. Everything otay.”
Liv was a little over two years old at that time in our lives. She had only just turned two the previous November, 1998. Liv counselled me in May the following year. Imagine that, my baby knew my energy without her knowing our new circumstances. My perception of Liv changed dramatically from that point on. I no longer saw either of my children as little people who must obey and who knew nothing. It was from that moment on that I recognized that my children were my equals. Nothing more. Nothing less. I was bestowed guardianship, not given a prize to own. I raised them with this in mind. I see all children the same way. They are my equals. They may be little. With that said, their souls are mighty grand. As their bodies mature, their grand soul is still housed inside. It is for this reason, I respect all people at all ages and stages of human growth.
We are all equal. Liv taught me this. She has a beautiful and extremely powerful mind. As do you. As do your children. This statement holds true to this day. With that, it is a daily reminder for my ego. I would love to receive recognition in some way, just like anyone would, really. When I feel like this, I choose to give myself recognition when I notice my wee little agitation inside. I don’t go searching for it. I do my utmost best not to, anyway.
Sometimes God sends me recognition in the form of creative technology. I had recently received a notification that I had officially written over fifty thousand words since last October, 2025. That’s a wonderful accomplishment in my book. Pun perhaps intended? With that, I choose to recognize it. I am my own parent after all. As are you. You are your own parent. You are your guardian.
Some days it is a little more challenging to remember this. I don’t know about you when I say, children make interesting decisions sometimes. Said with a wink and a smile. Sometimes I receive t.m.i’s a little too often from my girls. I still love it though. I love my children dearly. I also know they have a mind of their own.
I think my girls may have read one or two of my blogs from the WTF series. Other than that, they are doing their own thing. I do not force them, remind them, nor expect them to care about what I am doing, nor express interest in what care about. They are them. I am me. I love them either way.
Having this mindset also frees pressure off of your shoulders. As long as you are comfortable with the guidance you had offered your children, and to the best of your ability, within what you knew at the time, then you be you and let them be them.
Identify your influence over them. Identify the way you taught them. As an example, me being their feminine provider, I taught them to accept love in the form of abuse from their partners. This pains me deeply. Sometimes I catch myself worrying about them. When this happens, I give myself a love tap and think, “believe in them Clair. Choose to believe in them”.
I am not necessarily speaking of current partners they are with per say. I am speaking on a pattern of partners and friends over their lifespan. I taught them to put up with bullshit. I accept this level of accountability. I completely altered my perception. Today, I counsel others through my writings to the best of my ability, whilst also allowing my children grace to discover themselves. If they choose to read my blogs, fabulous. If they choose not to, fabulous. They have free will just as much as I do.
I can identify my previous influence, make adjustments accordingly, and stay in my own lane. This is what I do. This is what I do to remain free of mind, whilst I also lovingly remind myself to accept a healthy level of accountability, as it relates to my present day influence over them. I look forward to reading their books someday. They have much to offer this world in their own right. They also have much to teach me.
Your children’s decisions are their decisions to make. Yours are yours to make. Stay in your own lane sort of speak. Your journey is equal to that of your children, not necessarily identical. No two children’s journeys are the same either.
Children were not designed to be carbon copies in my world. Children are master teachers when you look a little closer. Your honorable name does not require illumination with pride, nor tarnished through disrespect. You hold and give value to your name. Regardless of bloodline and their decisions creating their own individual cause and effect. This is how we all learn.
Let all people have their soul journey. Their glory and their challenge to overcome is for their minds to create. Let them. Trust the guidance you gave them and choose to believe in them. This makes for powerful, peaceful, and progressive change.
Remember this important detail as you move forward; we humans all communicate telepathically before we interact physically. When you choose to believe in your children, your energy waves feed their energy which triggers their own confidence and willpower. This is love. This is a human connection.
Trust you have wisdom to share with your children. Trust your children have wisdom to share with you. In fact, if you choose to ignore your child’s inquisitive mind and their imagination, you inadvertently also choose to ignore wise counsel from the divine. The Divine communicates with all divine beings telepathically. Your children are divine beings. As are you. If you choose to ignore your children or disregard their message to you, you may also be giving your divine team this same rejection message. To me, this would be a true loss.
Nothing is quite as it seems. Your children are likely far more knowledgeable than you may realize. Yes, there are newly experienced earthly souls. There are also highly experienced earthly souls here too. Your children are in that spectrum of understanding somewhere. Consider them your equal. If they ask you a question, then they are mature enough to consider a response. Answer their questions as honestly as you can. Simply word it in a way that they would understand. If you are stressed, explain this to them, alongside your proactive plan to work through your stresses. This helps to teach emotional regulation. Treat them like a teammate, rather than a spectator. Involve them in your emotions. Involve them in clear and practiced solution oriented thinking, so that they can understand their emotions and mental fortitude. They can also learn constructive criticism and accountability. The cause and effect for them is learned by observing you. Teach them with your words. This helps them put their own puzzle pieces together. They are your equal after all. Hypocrisy breeds pain when no one explains. Pain breeds fear. Fear breeds war. War hurts our babies.
With that loving intended advice, I am now going to sign off for a wee bit. My energy is low to be perfectly honest with you. I am curating a way to fill my own cup as it were. With that, I have decided to give myself a holiday from mental and emotional education. I am starting to forget what it is like to have fun. My hands and fingers could sure use a rest as well. With that my gorgeous reader friend, I shall see you again real soon.
Remember to love yourself. Remember to love your children. You are all equal. You are all guided. And no matter what, believe it or not, you are truly loved by creation. You and I help creation exist. You are me and I am you. We simply express ourselves in our own unique way so the universe can evolve through us. Remember, your children are doing the same.
Much love to you, always ❤️
LivWithClairity 