I love spending time with my mom. She always tells me "what an easy baby" I was. Always smiling and contentedly watching sunbeams. But I guess I had my difficult side as well.
Mom also always reminds me of how I quit kindergarten a few days after it started. She supported my decision 100% then, and still does.
As I have strove to colour outside the lines, I have used the keys that my mom and my dad gave me growing up. These have been supplemented by a host of reading material that filled in the spaces.
One of the early books that fanned the flames of my desire to break free was by Robert M. Pirsig.
“He felt that institutions such as schools, churches, governments and political organizations of every sort all tended to direct thought for ends other than truth, for the perpetuation of their own functions, and for the control of individuals in the service of these functions.
He came to see his early failure as a lucky break, an accidental escape from a trap that had been set for him, and he was very trap-wary about institutional truths for the remainder of his time.”
― Robert M. Pirsig, Zen And The Art Of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry into Values