I saw her last week. I saw her this morning. I’ve seen her off and on the past few weeks. And right now, I had to stop eating breakfast and write because she is sitting firmly in my lap, in my heart, in my mind.
The curious, energetic, smiling, fun, adventurous, adorable little girl that I remember from my childhood. I felt her in my whole being at the end of this morning’s guided meditation and she surrounded me with a joy that I haven’t felt for a very long time.
My beautiful inner child, the one who was in awe of the world and gave herself permission to be outrageously creative is still here. The strong, determined little one who took on things that were so exciting there was no time to consider what might go wrong. She just jumped in with both feet. And she is still here.
I am SO happy this morning to share this world with her. My over-thinking, over-worrying, over-anxious, over-fearing, over-analysing mind is no match for her indomitable spirit. I loved her then. I love her now. I’m so grateful she is still here. Dirty elbows, untied shoes, uncombed hair, ripped trousers and a smile that lights up the world. Hello little one. Hello. Please stay.
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