Gift Of The Inner Child

This guided meditation leads you to come to know the child who lives within you...the beautiful, innocent, precious soul who came here to love and be loved. Somewhere along life's journey, most of us came to believe we were not a soul of perfection, a creation of God's light and love and over time, allowed our natural light to dim. As a result, we may have felt hurt, angry, insecure or afraid and resorted to behaviours and reactions that were not effective. We might project our unhealed wounds onto others who are not responsible for them or find some self-soothing habit to not feel at all. This guided meditation invites you to be with your inner child offering unconditional love to the parts of you that are needing to hear, feel and celebrate your true Divine Essence. You will be also led to integrate the adult and child self into the wholeness of who you are today. This practice can stand alone or you can follow the prompts and write a love letter to your inner child.

Transcript

Hello,

Dear one.

This is Juni Swadran.

Thank you for joining me on this gift of the child meditation today.

This meditation is one that will stand on its own or you can use it as a catalyst to free fall stream of conscious writing.

One where you will allow your writing to become a meditation on the page.

This happens when you do not think.

Thinking means you are planning what to say and editing as you go.

This type of writing requires you to step aside and allow your fingers to access the wisdom of your heart and then reveal it onto the pages of your journal.

Here in your heart is where your true authentic voice lives and where the sweet whisperings of your soul can be heard.

As you develop your writing practice in this way,

You will notice that something shifts.

You begin to strengthen.

You begin to stand taller.

And one day you will notice that your voice on the page has become your voice in the world.

In everyday conversations with people in your life or in books or blogs you write.

And in your journal that breathes your heart songs.

Words that honor you and your life experience.

Don't be surprised that what shows up is poetry or prose or song lyrics.

Even stand up comedy routines that transform grief and heartbreak into a new healthier narrative.

At the very least as you stay present you can anticipate deep wisdom to arise offering you clarity for your next steps.

Herein lies the power of writing as a meditation.

In preparation for this guided visualization please have your journal,

Pen and a glass of water ready to write from stream of consciousness when it is completed.

So I invite you to sit comfortably on your chair with your spine straight and your feet on the floor.

Relax your hands on your lap.

And close your eyes.

Become aware of your breath.

Take a full deep conscious breath in from your belly.

Allowing your belly to expand.

Hold it for a moment or two.

Then breathe out releasing fully.

Take another deep full deep breath.

Deep full conscious breath in.

And hold it.

And now release fully.

Each breath brings you into a state of peaceful relaxation tranquility and stillness.

Allow the stillness to unfold you.

Notice if there are any areas of your body that may be feeling tense or uncomfortable.

If so imagine your breath life-giving prana moving gently into those places.

Relaxing.

Releasing.

Softening.

Letting go.

Now simply begin to breathe your own natural rhythm.

Becoming more centered,

Grounded and peaceful with every breath.

I'm about to take you on a journey where you'll have an opportunity to give to yourself unconditional love and joy.

You will give from the divine feminine of you even if you were a man.

You will give from this place of nurturance and you shall receive from this place too.

The act of giving and receiving where there is love without limits is the purest form of grace that humans encounter.

Imagine you are in a spacious room in a beautiful house.

It is your house.

Your home.

It is bright.

The walls are painted soft hues of your favorite colors.

The sun is streaming in from the windows.

The curtains are blowing gently from a spring breeze.

And you can smell the lilacs that are gracing the copper color vase on the dining room table.

There is a hallway leading from the dining room to a large bright open kitchen with floor to ceiling windows that lead out to the patio garden.

The flowers here are red and blue and pink and purple.

There are roses and tulips.

There are petunias and sunflowers.

There are daffodils and daisies.

You step outside and feel the warmth of the sun.

You feel the breeze caress your face.

You have poured yourself a tall glass of cranberry juice and soda with a squeeze of lemon which you put down on the table next to the chaise lounge along with your journal and pen.

You adjust the reclining lounge chair to the perfect height.

Lie down and close your eyes.

You become aware of the birds singing from the tall trees in your yard and the neighbors yards.

And that's all the sounds there are.

There's nothing else but you and the song birds.

And you breathe deeply,

Letting yourself relax into this perfect moment,

Into this moment of silence and your heart.

And then you hear music,

Music that you have never heard before.

It's like an angel's choir.

Now,

Accompanying the music are words,

Words cascading over you like milk and honey.

You're being told that a very special gift is on its way to you that will both surprise and delight you.

With that,

You feel a sense of joy and excited expectancy wash over you and you wake up with the feeling of a new life.

You feel a sense of joy and excited expectancy wash over you and you wake up with a smile on your face.

What an interesting dream.

It felt so real.

You stretch and open your eyes,

Becoming aware again of the sun on your face and beautiful aroma from the lilac bush a few feet away from where you're lying and the birds singing overhead.

You're feeling grateful for this day,

For this moment.

You take a sip of your refreshing drink and suddenly the doorbell rings.

I wonder who that could be.

You weren't expecting anyone.

In fact,

You deliberately left a space for yourself this weekend to have no obligations or plans other than to nurture yourself.

You wonder if you should answer it.

It wouldn't be surprising if it's your neighbor who saw your car in the driveway and just wants to come by for a chat.

He's lonely.

How many times have you stopped what you've been doing and offered him tea in your time because you feel deep compassion for his plight?

But you also realize each time you have neglected your own needs and the tasks at hand.

Perhaps you won't answer it.

Not this time.

Yet even as you're thinking these thoughts,

You're feeling compelled to answer the door.

This directive feels like it's coming from a different place though.

Not a place to please someone.

Something else.

And you follow it.

You walk along the flowered path leading to the front of the house.

There's no one there.

Huh.

Relief.

You can return to the backyard and dream some more.

As you begin to turn back,

An object on the front porch catches your eye.

Is it a parcel?

Couldn't be.

It's too large.

No.

As you walk up to it,

You see it's a large basket and you tentatively peek in and can hardly believe your eyes.

Oh my gosh.

There inside the basket is the most beautiful baby you have ever seen who's smiling up at you.

You smile back and the baby giggles and suddenly without warning tears start to stream down your cheeks.

You feel butterflies in your stomach as you remember the dream you had just now during your nap.

You remember the angelic choir and the words that were spoken that were about to receive a gift that would both surprise and delight you.

Could this really be happening?

Is this baby your gift?

How's that possible?

Who does it belong to?

Then you notice the note pinned to the beautiful embroidered blanket that the baby is wrapped in.

You take the note and read,

Yes,

Dear one,

This is your gift.

This is your child.

This child is here for you to love and nurture with all your heart.

You crouch down and gently touch the baby's cheek.

You look into its eyes and see its innocence and purity.

An overwhelming wave of unconditional love pulsates through you as you reach into the basket and take this child into your arms.

Nothing has ever felt this right before.

You feel that a true blessing has been bestowed upon you and you declare in this very moment that you will honor this child with every beat of your heart and soul.

Holding this child with outstretched arms in front of you,

You say,

Welcome,

Beautiful baby.

Welcome to the world and welcome to my life.

As you're saying this,

You begin to notice the similarity of features of this baby and yourself.

In a moment's recognition,

You know that the baby is you.

And you are the baby.

And you are here to love and receive love in a way you never have before.

You're almost overcome now with love and sadness at the same time.

Looking into the eyes of this child that is you,

You see everything.

You see the innocence and the purity.

The one who was born free,

Free to speak and to be loved.

The one who was born free,

Free to speak,

To dance,

To take naps,

To sing,

To tell the truth,

To be inventive,

To be curious and explore and love nature and animals and all of life.

Simply to love and be loved as you are,

One of God's precious children.

And you see only too well the other part of this baby too.

The one who was so painfully wounded.

The one whose child innocence was stolen.

When you learned from others that you had to be quiet,

That children should be seen and not heard,

That your opinion was not valued,

You started to believe that you weren't creative and brilliant and talented which broke your heart.

After that,

Your natural light began to dim.

You often felt isolated and alone.

You learned you couldn't speak your truth and you couldn't cry.

So you learned to put on masks to hide your pain.

In short,

You learned that you were not enough and had to find ways to measure up,

To be loved and accepted.

Being unique and magnificent were for other people,

Not you.

You had your work cut out for you to prove yourself worthy and sometimes you felt your worth,

But often you didn't.

And your natural,

Spontaneous,

Loving spirit seemingly disappeared.

Buried like an ancient dream that you don't know how to touch anymore.

But you can.

You can.

You're holding this precious baby in your arms now like you have never done before and you say to him or her,

My precious child,

I love you.

I'm sorry life was so hard for you.

I wish I could have been there for you.

But I'm here now and I vow from this moment forward to be the one who keeps you safe,

That loves and adores you as only I can love and adore you.

After all,

Who knows what you need more than I do?

Who can give this to you more than I can?

I am here.

I am listening,

Dear one.

You can feel your child self snuggle up even more,

Feeling safe,

Protected and loved by the sincerity of your words.

Breathe.

You're about to tell your baby a new story which begins.

Once upon a time I was given the miracle of a rebirth.

An opportunity to awaken into the magnificence of who I am and who you are.

Always were and always will be.

Your baby is elated.

Your baby knows how much you love and adore him or her because you are here today.

You came to reunite and to pull out the stops in order to return the life force of your inner child and bring your adult self,

The confidence to walk in this world,

Trusting your heart and your voice from here on in.

This act of courage allows your child self and the adult you to come together as one to integrate into one whole and wholesome self the you that you've been waiting for.

You lovingly place your baby back into the basket and carry the baby into the backyard where you were sitting.

You lie down on the chaise lounge,

Feeling a peacefulness wash over you like you've never felt before.

Your baby,

Your child self,

Has drifted off into a deep restful sleep.

And you whisper,

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you to the one truth that has brought you this opportunity to love yourself in ways you didn't know you could.

And now it's time to come back to the room and gently open your eyes.

Wiggle your fingers and toes,

Stretch your arms to the sky and drink from your cup of water.

Pick up your journal and pen and begin to write a love letter to your precious inner child.

Start with the name you were given as a child and say dear and write your name that you were given and today's date.

Then say sweetheart,

I am here.

I am here for you.

And I am listening.

And this is what matters now.

And then continue to write whatever is in your heart,

Thinking about that child self,

That part of you that needs the unconditional love that she or he was not given.

This is your opportunity to say it all,

To listen with your heart and write the most beautiful love letter you've ever written.

Namaste.

Reviews

Oh that was precious and I so appreciate that journey. I will return again for more. Thank you so much

That was a deep and blissful journey. Thank you so much.

Such a beautiful meditation. Your voice is so soothing and relaxing. I'm feeling such a deep sense of peace and love. Thank you

So beautiful!. Thank you. ❤️

Thank you SO much for this blessing!!!! I truly needed this new beginning. ❤❤❤

A beautiful opportunity to do healing work with the lost or forgotten inner child. I could listen to your soothing voice for hours. Namaste.

Junie your voice is so soothing and your message inspiring. Yours has become one of my favourite meditations. Thanks for being so special. Millie

Wonderful! Thank you for this visual meditation. Speaking kindly to our inner child certainly aids in seeing everything in a different light and with a gentle understanding that we are perfectly perfect human beings.

Very different and surprisingly curious.

Lovely visualisation/meditation. Thank you for sharing 🙏🏻🥰

#bornfree Wonderful storytelling & gateway to journaling. Thank You

Wonderful practice! Gratitude!

WOW! 😃🙌🌟❤️ This blew my mind. It was beyond beautiful. I have just finished my writing afterwards and I couldn’t stop. The words of love just kept flowing.
Thank you. Thank you for this intense and deeply moving experience. Namaste.

Beautiful!! Thank you!

I was able to experience the imagery and emotion in this meditation. It was wonderful.

Thank you, thank you, thank you 🙏🏻 x

Amazing. Thank you 💛

A poignant encounter with the part of myself I tend to neglect. Thank you 🙏🏻

Thank you. This is a really powerful meditation that enabled me to connect with my inner child and at the end to write a free flowing and beautiful letter of love which will be my guide form now on - especially when I am having doubts about my path. Namaste 🙏💗