Blossoming Inner Child

We bury our inner child deep, citing no time for play, no time for adventures, no time for fun. So now trapped, caught in our own small spaces, we have no more excuses.

Mind lost.

The invitation from our Inner Being is to make the connection to our inner child. Go seek out the things that we loved as children and get to doing.
Remember when life was for living, happy and carefree; when a simple pleasure was watching an ant trail taking food its nest or observing a bee nestling in an open flower searching for nectar.

All before so-called adulting came to play.
All before the ego took control of the us within.
All before we ceased listening to our higher self and spiritual team.

As we sit at home during the day, locked away from the unseen and hardly understood, we feel the stirring for that connection like a flower slowing unfurling to the warmth of the sun’s kiss.

That, my friend, is the blossoming of the Inner Child.

Let her play.