It’s like a beautiful, glittering kite, flown high and above the regular considerations of our lives; and yet this part of us, long recognised by psychology, has the potential to transform us into people of being, rather than reaction…
(750 words, a five-minutes read)

When we are children, we have to be seen. By this, I mean that special feeling when your parents see you shining at something and radiate pride in what their child is doing.
The young child, hungry for this feeling that is essential to the development of their self, demands constant attention with trivial things. Over time, these become refined, as the youngster comes to appreciate the quality of the seeing – the energy it brings to their developing being.
The child begins to understand that when this is mixed with something real, something that brings achievement in the world, the eyes of the parents radiate a special energy of appreciation, knowing their child is showing the first signs of adult achievement and self-discipline.
Some children never get this. Their glittering kite, flown constantly and increasingly desperately for the parent’s seeing, goes unnoticed, as yet another aspect of play. The parents are too involved with their own lives; too wrapped up in the set expectations they have for their offspring to see the reality of what is played out before them. The child’s real identity is never acknowledged, though their existence may be comfortable and even luxurious.
For children whose kite is never seen, the string gets longer, they let out more and more of it so the glittering object rises higher and higher, barely visible… only seen by the child, itself; but at least protected.
Psychology calls the kite the ego-ideal. It is part of the set of self-states that we form as we explore our relationship to the world. Later, we may come to understand it as our world, but that requires that we grasp a deeper level of reality.
In terms of Freudian psychology, which was the foundation for so much else, the growing sense of a ‘reality of me’ has the building blocks of ego, id, and superego. The ego is what we think of ourselves. The superego is the constant sense of ‘should do’ that sits on our shoulders and nags us to be better. The id is the wild energy of our being that is suppressed ‘below’, like dark fire, ready to erupt and ruin our place in society.
The young science of psychology was shocked to find that the ‘self’ is capable of dividing itself to form separate self-states, but it does; such is its power and importance – a strong and stable ego being the main goal of modern psychology.
So where does the kite, the ego-ideal, fit into this? In the heart of the Superego there lives a single attribute based on us – our identity – rather than the imposition of expectations. It is the best of us, and, seen or unseen, it represents our metaphorical sword, our armour, even our wings, because it has never lost its connection to our real Self, the one we are born with, but which, through lack of recognition, seldom gets to grow and bear its jewelled fruit in our lives.
We all know people who have that certain energy of being. They may not be wealthy, but they have a naturalness of expression and a bigness of soul that carries them, shining eyed, though life. These have never lost their connection with who they are. By accident or nurturing, they have protected and refines their selves so that they can express what is within them.
Psychology usually stops there… but spirituality doesn’t.
And, at the end of that other journey, we can feel the emergence of a completely new us. Stronger and more real than anything we could have imagined.
That kite, because it is real, can become the seed of a new level of being. We can pull it down from the high blue sky in which we have kept it safe, and explore its reality. We can let its true energy spill over into the rest of our lives as we contrast its presence with that of lesser things. We can choose to look and find other aspects of our real selves because we know the taste…
Perhaps then, walking along the beach of our lives, we can come across other little children flying their lonely kites; and help them see the reality of what’s on the end of that fragile string…
©Stephen Tanham
Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.
I think I was one of those unfortunate children, Steve. Thank you for reminding me about the ‘was’…
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It’s never intentional, just parents too caught up in their busy, or sometimes desperate, lives to see the real nature of the little gem before them. Perhaps you helped to correct it in others, Jaye? That’s often the best kind of redemption. Thank you for the reblog ❤️
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You are welcome, Steve…
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Thank you, Ken. Wonderful…
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And thank you for the inspiration, Steve.
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I remember, after the birth of a child, holding this miraculous little being and the feeling of recognition, like we were re-meeting in that moment, and the ‘truth’ and wonder that accompanied the infant and shone from the eyes. This makes me wonder what the baby/child sees in its adult reflection. The child enters with the glow and innate Knowledge…do they recognise how hidden it is in many adults? Can they reach the depths of the ‘other’ in their gaze even when the ‘other’ can’t in her/himself? And how does this affect the growing consciousness as they ‘join the gang’? Personally, I think babies see the ‘other’s kite’ but, maybe, the sight of the adult is part of what starts the lengthening of the child’s as they see the model before them who they learn to emulate.
Great food for thought. Thank you, Steve.
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Thanks Caroline. I’ll respond to that soon.
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Essence, being the only ‘actuality’, sees essence in others. The baby is born within essence and so sees through into the veiled essence of the mother. ❤️
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I think that’s the ‘hello’ we share with the newly-born, right? But does the baby also see that which hides the essence, getting her/his first taste of the training to come?
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The baby is Essence, but unable to ‘do’ in the world. The identity is all centred on mother, which it has to gradually let go of as it makes its own way. There’s the sense of an undertaking, here, as the children embarks on the experience the soul needs. Thank you, Grace.
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I still want my parents to see me though they are long gone 💜
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I think they do, Willow. I think that’s part of their transition. Find joy in that. Find the little ‘notes’ in the natural landscape… ❤️
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Yes in Steve you are so right 💜
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