- There was a time when we did not have a care in the world, when we surrendered all our needs to those who brought us to the world…but we were helpless. There was a time when we knew the secrets of the Cosmos…but we did not have the means to express them. There was a time when we were quite clear why we were here in this incarnation…but the energy of the dimension, by design, caused that to fade away into the mists of then. There was a time when we were open to everything and everyone and went uninhibited into the adventure of the unknown…that was before the veil fell. There was a time when we knew what Love was, its feel, its taste,its texture…and we could see it in everything and everyone…that was before the veil dropped
- Free will and the dimension of duality stole our childhood. The cloak of misunderstanding and the implant of purposeful misinformation caused us to swerve out of the Light. The happy childhood faded with responsibility to take on things that were not ours to handle, address, or even understand. But we did it and became the husband or the wife or the caretaker or the problem solver or the little soldier or the princess or the silent one or the wounded one or the angry one…do you remember? The lost childhood is just beyond the veil.
- And now it is time to reclaim it. The purity of being that we arrive with is not lost, only misplaced, tucked away in deep flavor packets in our cells, systems, and viscera. It is getting retriggered daily and by the moment. Our knowing is returning, rising like a phoenix from the great forgetting. The playground is opening up. The gates are unlocked, the fences are being torn down. The dogs and ponies are arriving in droves. The beach is always sunny and the water is just right. The toys are endless, the imagination is unfettered and the magnificent sense of wonder is being reclaimed with newly found fire.
- A happy childhood is an inside job at first. Remembering, clearing, emoting, releasing, expressing, celebrating…and then it spills into the world outside through actions taken, words spoken, guidance heeded. You learn to play by playing. In the beginning there was no need for a toy…everything had life and personality and character in the ever changing scenario of the Now. Return there. Rediscover the first time you connected with something…like a flower. Go back there and throw away the name to experience it with all your senses first…never name it for in doing so you bypass the experience and move into the quick as you can name game. Call upon your imagination and see things in the cloud. Make up stories. Run and move and dance with the wind. Sing a silly song. Sing and make sound games. Orchestrate your moments with sounds. Express what you feel…heck, feel what you feel. Get to know every emotion…feel it, know where it shows up and learn how to flow with it. Say goodbye and eagerly anticipate the next one. Quit being afraid of fear. Choose the adventure instead and know that the angels you talk to, the guardians you play with, are all here for you to be safe.
- You get the idea. There honestly was never a time when you couldn’t have a happy childhood. You simply never gave permission. You were sensitive to what others would say…well, now that is irrelevant. Get your adult self and go out into the inner and outer worlds together…stir the pot, get into some mischief, laugh a lot, let the tears roll, kick up your heels and stroll, become the happy childhood poster pair. The world and the worlds beyond are all here for you to explore. C’mon Columbus…set sail!
