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Remember Your Wonder Child

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But then sometimes
we get so caught up
in the rational, logical, mathematical
world of adults
that life loses its magic.

We get tunnel vision
as we strive for the success
that the outer world pressures us to achieve.

Inside something is languishing.
That something is the child,
innocent, pure, vibrant, creative,
bounding with life,
a zest for new experiences.

The child,
who gets grumpy when she is tired,
or acts out when he is told
he needs to behave a certain way
so that the adults around him
won’t feel so anxious.

That child knows what she needs,
and knows how to make those needs known.
That child can take an ordinary moment
and transform it into something wonderful,
something fresh, surprising, alive.

When life loses its magic, it’s a sign
that we have lost the child.
At times like those,
it would serve us
to allow the child to come out and play.

Maybe, first,
that child needs to know it is safe.
So the adult in you
holds the child for a moment,
rocking it, speaking in soothing tones,

It’s okay, I am here for you.
Your needs are okay with me.
I am so glad you are here,
and I will do everything I can to help you.
You are allowed to explore,
to make mistakes, to fall…
I am here to help you up again,
to encourage you to try again.
I am here to help you understand
your own unique way of learning,
and to support you as you take
steps toward realizing your greatness.

Don’t disregard the child.
Give it space to be who it is,
Love it unconditionally,
and when the fear and anxiety melt away,
when the grieving of the unmet needs has passed,

Then the child can shine in all of its magnificence.
This is a beautiful part of your mind indeed.
This is the closest you will ever come to knowing God.

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I felt a little uneasy after publishing last night’s post, afraid that it might appear that I was brushing aside that which is childlike in us and extolling the virtues of a seasoned adult’s wisdom.  The child mind I was writing about last night is the one who is anxious, afraid, who doesn’t want to try because it is hurting for some reason or another.  Because I didn’t get that nuance across to my satisfaction, I felt a need to respond to my post in defense of that which is wonderful about the inner child.  Words can be so clumsy, and wielding them well enough to bring others close to understanding our inner workings takes great skill.  Although I still feel clumsy about my own word wielding, I hope that a part of you will understand a part of me and perhaps resonate with what is written here.  The wonder child is, after all, a universal archetype–one that we all can relate to–so maybe all of our inner children will come out to play at this invitation, our sparks of creativity will flame together, and we’ll raise the vibration of the whole universe with our enthusiasm.  Blessed be.

Dear Child of Mine

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You had no idea you were coming
and we certainly weren’t planning on it happening
But then there you were.
We met each other and suddenly I knew
everything I was waiting for had finally arrived.
You show me daily where I can grow,
how patience matters,
how a little love and encouragement
go a long way toward helping
the garden of your mind
grow beautiful blossoms,
open and pure and sweet.
Such tenderness I feel when I think of you
You remind me of all the things I forgot
in the frantic push to become an adult,
the responsible, professional, gainfully employed person
I thought I was supposed to be
(Why ever was I wanting that anyway?)
I had forgotten what it was like to just sit
and dig in the dirt with a little stick,
in a spot of lawn just by the sidewalk
curious about every little pebble
and bug and blade of grass.
I had forgotten–
but today you reminded me.
Dear child of mine, my heart overflows
when I witness the sweet innocence of your heart
And I laugh big belly laughs when you speak
and tell me in your four year old voice
“So, what is your plan?”
For once I don’t want to plan
I just want to sit and watch as you
grow into more of yourself,
as you discover the world through your own eyes
as you awaken to the stars shining
the moon glowing
the forests humming
the wind breezing
the ocean waving
and magic, everywhere magic
sweet baby of mine,
thank you.