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The reason that many of us have difficulty with experiencing metaphysical happenings is that we refuse to let our inner child express. The inner child is often that place of intuitive truth, and certainly is that place where real faith begins. I wrote this article originally for myself. Later, I revised it to apply to other individuals seeking to find personal freedom. I hope it has that application for you!

Dear Child Within

I have bruised and abused you and yet you survive! I call you weak, inconsistent and irresponsible, and yet it is you who remains the same, not I. When my rigid ways fail me I seek your spontaneity to rescue me in my dilemma! When I cannot express myself, in frustration, I seek you, my inner child, to give me peace in your simplicity. When I need freedom of thought and creativity you supply my needs through simple trust, often without question or barter.

You, my inner child, are a true friend! No matter how many times I fail you, you always forgive and accept me as I am. It is within your world that I most often find love, and acceptance towards others and myself, ultimately bringing me great joy. Your simple truths so contrast my adult self that it scares me and I try to distance from you, to hide you in dark closets within myself. Yet, you are the root of my birth into this life frame called Earth. When I lose connectedness with you, I lose connectedness with everything that is pure and simple. You are the fundamental reality of who I am, the inner expression of all that I can be. I can no longer ignore you. Nor, can I hide you in darkness where you cannot experience the beauty of my day to day world. I realize that you can make my world even more beautiful providing that I will just empower you. I empower you!

I often forget how the world, because of your emotional size, must look. How my world appears so large and overwhelming. I forget how most people speak a different language than you. A language full of words not understood by your simplistic faith. In this confusion you shiver and cower. You experience a multitude of fear and pain and I call you names. Please forgive me? I reach out now to bathe you in my acceptance; the acknowledgement of who you are within me. I accept you just as you are.

When I consider who I am, I will always remember that part of me is you, the inner child!

By: Johnny Shepherd (C) Copyright 1987

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