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Early Influences Matter

A poem.


How childhood literature impacts worldview

Not all early influences on our character and world view arises from family interaction. For those fortunate enough to have early exposure to writing, can mark one , just as much as person -to person interaction.

My favorite childhood poem from an early age was among my earliest embodied wisdom, and thus was foundational in my world view. Reviewing the poem now, a half century from it’s imprint upon me, I am so grateful to have had this early wisdom tutorial.The world view embedded in the poem “Wynken, Blynken, and Nod” by Eugene Field*** is:

~The world is an enchanted, abundant, playful, light filled Place

~The world is safe for adventures in space and imagination

~Beings, both earthly and celestial, are in friendly conversation

Now, in my second half of life, my world view is naturally more layered and nuanced , yet the essential worldview gleaned in childhood remains. Not coincidentally, the poem reflects basic teachings of many elements of what is currently called Positive Psychology, my focus as a psychologist long before the current trend updated the field with this new tag. I work as a positive psychologist, creatively coaching and facilitating your self discovery and remembering of your true essential self for greater joy, grace ,compassion and fulfillment… sometimes working with poems, dreams and story to help you move beyond your story !

I invite the reader to reflect on favorite childhood poems ,stories, songs to identify early seeds of your world view and philosophy. What useful wisdom can be gleaned and what imprinted messages is it time to transform?

***Wynkyn, Blynken, and Nod by Eugene Field

Wynken , Blynken , and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe– Sailed on a river of crystal light, Into a sea of dew

“Where are you going and what do you wish?” The old moon asked the three. “We have come to fish for the herring fish That live in this beautiful sea; Nets of silver and gold have we!” Said Wynken, Blynken And Nod.

The old moon laughed and sang a song As the rocked in the wooden shoe, And the wind that ‘sped them all night long Ruffled the waves of dew. The little stars were the herring fish That lived in that beautiful sea~~

“Now cast your nets wherever you wish~~ Never afeard are we” So cried the stars to the fisherman three: Wynken , Blynken , And Nod

Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes And Nod is a little head, And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies Is a wee one’s trundle ~bed.

So shut your eyes while mother sings Of wonderful sights that be, And you shall see the beautiful things As you rock in the misty sea, Where the old shoe rocked the fisherman three: Wynken Blynken And Nod.

Originally published at medium.com

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