Have you ever wondered how many of the spiritual masters and enlightened teachers have been parents? What have you learned from them about parenting? Are parenting and spiritual growth two separate paths? What can we learn from the spiritual teachings? And what can we learn from parenting?<br><br>Having been a mother for over forty years, and on the path of spiritual growth for many decades, the author offers us a personal account of her insights that bridge the daily realities of parenthood and the lofty teachings of the masters. <br><br>Written with levity, honesty, and depth, this book can offer parents and seekers some guidance on how to better cope with the challenges of parenting while nurturing one's spiritual growth.
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Linda Stein-Luthke. But the Buddha Didn't Raise Children
Foreword. The Middle Path
Introduction. My Parenting Journey
Chapter 1. A Mother on the Path
Chapter 2. Where Do Women Fit In?
Chapter 3. A Rocky Path
Chapter 4. How Do You Do This?
Chapter 5. The Life of a Mother
Chapter 6. Compassion
Chapter 7. Detachment
Chapter 8. Be Here Now
Chapter 9. Reincarnation
Before we're born, we help to set up learning opportunities in our lives, or destiny points. Some feelings of deja vu represent the remembering of our pre-natal plan as it becomes reality during the unfolding of our lives
Chapter 10. Meditation
Chapter 11. Asking for Help
Chapter 12. Parenting as a Path to Soul Growth
Appendix
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Prince Siddhartha, the Buddha who founded the Buddhist religion, was not the first Buddha. Hinduism refers to “the Buddhi within” as a core of Light that one must seek in order to attain enlightenment. Hinduism had existed for approximately two thousand five hundred years prior to the birth of Prince Siddhartha, who would ultimately become the Buddha who showed us “the middle path” to enlightenment.
As a young man, Siddhartha was not interested at all in enlightenment. He was to inherit a wealthy kingdom in northern India. Born the only son of a doting father, he was raised by caring servants since his mother had died shortly after his birth. His life was filled with beauty, music, abundance of every kind and loving people. His father made sure that he was totally protected from the harshness of the outside world.
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As we negotiated the divorce, my husband offered to take the boys. I refused. My children gave meaning to my life. They kept me going. I had to feed them, care for them, house them, and nurture them. My parents had died by then, so the job was mine without support from anyone else. I was on my own. And I did it all.
After a few years of single parenting, I remarried. My second husband was a wonderful support. He was my step-brother whom I had known since my dad remarried when I was eighteen. He is a good man and a good dad. We married when Todd was four and Zack was eight. We also eventually chose to foster-parent a son and an infant daughter.
