Encompassed in my daily interactions with Sage are patient hands...
hands that wait.
Hands that at times, yearn to instinctively intervene, however often remain still --
paused by desires of a childhood filled with meaningful discovery, exploration and wonder.
Although this often means the smallest of tasks may take a little longer, uncoordinated fingers may become a little messier and the cleanest of clothes may become a little dirtier, Sage's emerging skills and subsequent sense of pride make it all worthwhile.
Patient hands...
Patient hands are gently encouraging;
those hands that in their stillness, reveal to a child, a complete faith in their immense capabilities
Patient hands are unassumingly knowledgeable;
those hands by your side, hold a deep understanding of the immeasurable value in the freedom of exploration
Patient hands are mindfully considered;
those hands which long to instinctively react, however humbly and intentionally remain motionless in support of profound self-discovery
Patient hands are unobtrusively loving;
those hands, that in their silence, inspire an enchantingly captivating childhood in which wonder and curiousity abounds
Does your child experience hands that wait?
