I Another One Polash Authority Knowledge Once upon a time,
Not so long ago,
There was a voice inside that called you home.
This voice spoke to you sweetly,
Softly.
And you remembered that you are exactly perfect,
Exactly as you are right now.
And over time,
You forgot.
You forgot that this voice has been with you all along.
So let's journey to meet the inner child within you that has been trying to get your attention.
That voice that you often hear in the wind,
The sound of the ocean,
The forest.
The voice that when heard feels like a chorus of angelic voices singing in harmony.
Let's go back there,
Let's find that inner child and rejoice that union with yourself.
In your mind's eye,
Visualize yourself laying on a field of moss.
Feel the softness of your bare skin in this completely lush,
Green,
Heavenly field of earth.
You are completely safe.
Letting go of all of the things on your mind as you sink into the embrace of Gaia.
Do you hear the sounds of birds?
The animals of the forest,
The creatures,
The wings,
Those with fur,
The chirps of insects.
And as you lay here,
You notice how good it feels to come home.
Slowly as your breath deepens,
You feel something caressing your hand.
And you notice it's a child longing for your attention,
Longing for your presence.
You feel the tiny fingers and as this being begins to look into your eyes,
You meet the gaze with your entire being.
And you smile at the innocence and purity.
What does this child have to tell you?
What is the message?
Listen.
The child tugs on your arm and says,
Follow me.
And without hesitation,
You rise from this safe patch of moss with your bare feet.
You follow the child and notice is this child running with you?
Are you walking slowly?
Notice?
Are you nervous?
Excited?
Do you have any questions to ask this child who without any fear took your hand and is leading you?
What do you wish to know?
This being is your inner child.
This child has the answers that somehow you've forgotten how to listen.
You've forgotten because somewhere along the way,
You pretended that you were better off alone.
But it's okay.
You've been forgiven.
Inside a sense of relief.
Because now you can play together.
As you explore nature with this exquisite being.
This little version of you with so much soul and heart and wonder.
Pointing to the birds of butterflies.
The beautiful red hibiscus flowers.
The trees sway branches in harmony with the angels around.
The child speaks.
I will never leave your side.
Please don't leave mine.
And you promise you will always,
Always listen.
The child says to you,
Please don't be afraid.
This is only a game.
This life.
To play.
To be free.
To be curious with me.
And now notice.
Where do you go?
How do you explore this world?
How do you breathe?
How do you care for yourself and nurture your body?
The child says to you.
I love you.
Exactly as you are.
Exactly how you've always been.
You are always enough.
And you say in reverence.
Yes,
I am.
I know.
Thank you for never giving up on me.
These are the words.
You've been longing to hear.
For so long.
From your parents.
Your lover.
Your friends.
Oh,
Somehow it was never fully.
What you needed.
And you kept looking.
And searching.
Traveling the world.
Looking for it.
Another's eyes.
Invalidation.
It's always been within you.
And here in this reunion.
Beautiful loving child.
It's all you've ever,
Ever needed.
You begin to hug.
And this embrace brings shivers around your body.
It's so familiar and safe.
Warm.
To feel held in this way.
And as you breathe here witnessing.
Hold your own beautiful body.
Wrapping your arms around your shoulders.
Tender.
Smile.
In a world that can seem so cold.
So distant.
Isolated.
Do you realize the power.
Of your own hands.
And sweet embrace.
When you are weary.
Worn.
Exhausted.
Looking at you.
Those eyes of wonder.
Please.
And as you lay here.
Field.
Moth.
Wild flowers.
Butterflies.
Air that smells like honey.
After a fresh rain shower.
Return home to yourself.
Return home.
You've always been.
You are so.
Always.
You.
You.
