Returnin tae yersel in the gowden season: The Silence whaur respect bides

Tae learn tae be a wise parent tae grown bairns is a peculiar inner wark. The process within the Gowden Warld gently turns a body's gaze frae ither fowk's windaes back tae their ain hame.

First gaes the fidgety want tae control awthing, tae lecture or tae beg for attention. Syne comes a taste for yer ain freedom, for yer ain interests, for quiet mornings an bricht memories wi nae bitterness nor grudges.

An then atween generations is set that rarest, precious balance: ilk ane lives on their ain grund, nane breaks anither's bounds, an at meetin in the een shines but warm, sincere respec.