How I forgot to teach my child about GOD!

One evening a few weeks back, my son was having a panic attack. This is something that is a regular occurrence for him during bed time because of his anxiety condition. As I was trying to soothe him, I had the most profound realisation that was beyond obvious but somehow had become completely irrelevant in our family life. I forgot to teach my son how to pray.

How did this happen? How could I let it happen? I am extremely spiritual and intuitively connected to my higher self. I pray every day. I am always having private conversations with my spirit guides as I ask them to help me through whatever sticky situation life has dealt me. How could I, of all people, neglect my own child’s spiritual development?


After calming him down and getting him to sleep, I went to my room and reflected on the absurdity of overlooking this important life skill. I cursed at myself a little, was disappointed in my oversight and then, I stopped when I realized that coming down on myself was not the right approach.

It amazes me how as parents we can me so hard on ourselves when we are doing the best we can in a time when society is in a constant state of change. Our community and village have been replaced with technology and convenience making it that much harder to have genuine human connections.


In our Western world we have replaced front porches with backyards so that we no longer see our neighbours; our children are rarely allowed to roam freely without t-shirts that say “Free range child.” Everything is structured to the point that there is very little space for mistakes and learning opportunities without being judged, or worse, put in front of the firing squad of social media.

free_range_kid_t_shirt-rfa51c33de3d440289584b24fe7a3ee9e_65ye0_324As an adult and a spiritual empath, I struggle to maneuver through a world so freckled with pain, suffering and ignorance. As difficult as it may be I still do it because I was taught how.

Even if I don’t consider myself religious or Catholic anymore, I was still taught about love and forgiveness through the teachings of Jesus. As I grew older that teacher changed to have many different faces including the Goddess Brigid, Buddha and most recently my guru Paramahansa Yogananda. I learned that I could raise my vibration by focusing my intentions and I found strength from this skill in the most impossible situations.

Miracles have been a reoccurring theme in my life, from being cured of Epilepsy and Crohn’s disease, surviving car accidents and depression, to being led by unseen forces through meetings and synchronicity that would boggle your mind. Now it was up to me to pass this on to my son.


My little man was very connected to the spiritual world as a baby and toddler. He shared his past lives with me as well as his memories of heaven. As he got older, and then experienced a tremendous loss in his life, he moved further and further away from innocence. A dark veil covered his memory.

I too had experienced loss and while trying to nurture him, build a career and financial stability, be there for my partner and my family, I became so bogged down in survival that I lost sight of the essential tool for healing his heart. The love of GOD.


Everyone has a different definition of GOD. In the fellowship Al-Anon, I love how they often refer to G.O.D as Good Orderly Direction or when Dr. Wayne Dyer, one of my favourite spiritual teachers, explains, “The words I am, which you consistently use to define who you are and what you are capable of, are holy expressions for the name of God—the highest aspect of yourself.” (The power of I Am) I personally refer to GOD as my Higher Self, as I am a part of GOD which is everything & everywhere.

It doesn’t matter what you name it, it’s the connective energy that we feel when we call upon it within ourselves. My son was feeling disconnected and I needed to help him find his way back. I needed to remind him of his true essence and his ability to heal.


As I embark on this journey I wanted to share this experience. We can all lose our way every now and then. Life can be extremely overwhelming and we are doing the best we can with what we have been given. We have the power within ourselves to raise our vibration and be a part of the collective consciousness that exists and is available to us at any time. No matter what the teaching looks like, our ability to pass this on to our children will help them find incredible strength and confidence within themselves. That is truly a beautiful gift.

Love and light to all.

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