Inner Child, Calling

This year, I did something that I’ve never done before. I started therapy. Many moons ago, after the death of my mother, I began my search for a grief therapist. However, my search would prove unfruitful. Fortunately, my healing would come through the support of mentors and friends, who had walked a similiar long and windy road.

2020 has provided complete clarity concerning what I would need to thrive and live my best life. One of the many lessons that I’ve learned? If you want to heal yourself, heal your inner child. The way we see the world, react to disappointment, receive criticism often times stem from what we did or did not receive during our formative years. Truthfully, the way this world is set up in regards to attachment parenting or the lack thereof, its deficit has produced a world full of matured bodies with childhood induced wounds. If one is brave enough to lean into truth, we will all find that we can only find + appreciate joy when we heal.

So where, does that leave us? How do we begin to tend to these wounds? The short answer... We acknowledge and begin to have the conversation. We allow our adult self to see and hear our inner child. We allow our adult words to pour over like a balm. We allow our acknowledgement to create a salve that permeates deep within our cells. No one can heal our inner child, but us. This work is our own. Here’s to the journey.

In this week’s newsletter, I feature an amazing article on healing our inner child. It’s absolutely worth a read. Click the Recess Room tab to subscribe to weekly joy!