Parenting is The Bloodless Revolution

Parenting is The Bloodless Revolution

|Awe|Aaron Blakeley

Recently I published an article on the blog ” They Call Me Dad.” Here is an excerpt. What raises my hope and maybe makes me and possibly you, those that share honey and locusts with John The Baptist as he spoke in the wilderness, is this glorious thought: we need not kill each other to have change. I know, take a moment breath it in and then let the thought as adrenaline in your veins, dilate your pupils and open your passages, a focused mind and determined patience is required for the path ahead. Read The Rest Parenting is The Bloodless Revolution

The Retreat

The Retreat

|Fatherhood|Aaron Blakeley

The Retreat - The Daily Haiku

Sometimes you have to withdraw a bit. Limit your activities, go to bed early turn off the media. Even in relationships you need a withdraw on occasion, not in a way that ends the relationship but just a quite contemplation coupled with a loving and a reassuring hug.

Parenting is The Revolution

Parenting is The Revolution

|Children|Aaron Blakeley

I recently went on a campaign to write in more locations than my personal blog and have been marginally successful. I just published an article on my home towns news papers website. It is the first one of hopefully many. This is the most nervous I have been about an article ever. I think I have just the right solution. Societies grow from generation to generation. One generation gets old and passes the reigns of power off to the next and so on and so forth till we get to where we are right now. So the solution is simple! Raise your children! Put down the phone, close the laptop, turn off the news and TV; go for a walk. ...

I Wish You Were Dead

I Wish You Were Dead

|Children|Aaron Blakeley

Recently I agreed to be a contributor to a new blog called They Call Me Dad. You can find bellow an except from my first post with them and a link over to it. Excerpt This is the worst thing a child has ever said to me. Probably won’t be the worst in the long run but still, to date, it is the one that has hurt the most. Let me list off some things that have been said that were the worst before the next was said. Deaf Boy Fatty Stupid Idiot Fat Stupid Jerk I hate you remember that time you (insert some mistake) Then  I Wish You Were Dead READ THE REST   Know Thy Self or ...

Deaths Nest – A Poem

Deaths Nest – A Poem

|Children|Aaron Blakeley

This is for children that I have seen Their legs move, and their frames careen Across the earth, till they lay to rest At a desk chair which is actually deaths nest.

Category: Children, poem, Poetry

Oaks and Crape Myrtles

Oaks and Crape Myrtles

|Christianity|Aaron Blakeley

Oaks and Crape Myrtles Aaron Blakeley - Daily Haiku

I have considering my own feelings towards the current climate in the culture. So much information that you can’t trust. This world is so full of lies and misdirection that there is no way your children won’t fall for at least a few of the lies. I was walking this weekend and I came across the ruins of an old monument sign. I was brick and overgrown by tree and vines. The bricks were loose but still standing and the words that were on it had long since rusted away. The studs where they still existed but the letters were gone. I realized that this nature despite what we build always encroaches on us. We build a house and the trees ...

White Robes, Read and Black Armor – Poem

White Robes, Read and Black Armor – Poem

|Fatherhood|Aaron Blakeley

Bathed in light - Poem by Aaron Blakeley

The lights are fluorescent The children are bored bathed evenly White robes, red and black armor It is a lovely game, Defend! Block and break brown and tope skin bathed evenly in White robes, red and black armor Little bodies, move and grow Disciplined with play skill not yet learned bathed evenly White robes, red and black armor They are warriors! Prepare! the world for us parental beasts It is hard and bathed evenly in truth. white light, red rivers, and black earth