Self Healing - Where to start?
Why do so many adults have an innate need to protect and take care of children? Why do we instinctively look out for them -even when they’re not our own?
Innocents, they are. Those who hold no malice.
And we tend to say -to think- they’re like this because they don’t know any better. And we do. And still, we feel a need -an urgency- to “protect” these qualities, to keep them alive inside the children for as long as we can.
Even the grouchiest, grumpiest man can turn to pudding at the sight of a smiling grandchild; and that child may very well be the only person on this earth who can bring out a warm, happy side in that man. How is that? Why is that?
The Christian bible says that children’s angels are constantly “beholding” the face of God (Matthew 18:10). What a blessing. What an unfathomable blessing this is. Children are the purest essence of spirit in human form, unfettered by the pulls of this world.
Those were indeed the good ‘ole days …for us.
And so, we’re adults now. Tainted, sullied, and set straight via the whiles of this cold terrain we’ve had to pass through, i.e. life. We’re tough. We know our way around. We know how to survive in this physical world.
And yet …something is missing. Something doesn’t feel right. Actually -something feels terribly, terribly wrong. It’s not anything distinct, hardly recognizable ….except for this hollow feeling inside us; like the feeling we get when we know we’ve put something in a specific place, but it’s not there. It’s gone. Missing. As if it just got up and walked away all by itself.
We walk out into this world everyday, and in spite of our “tainted” condition, we know right from wrong. We know what’s good and what’s evil; but we must survive in this world.
Survival -life, living- is paramount; thereby framing all other life issues in the “at all costs” category. As a result we find ourselves confronting a multitude of “fine lines” throughout the breadth of any given day. Fine lines that separate right from wrong, good from evil …innocence from tainted-ness.
We know innocence is good. It’s pure, and without malice; without agenda. This is why we protect children, instinctively. Perhaps this hollow feeling inside us is the void that’s left as our innocence is repeatedly moved aside for the sake of those fine lines we “must” so often cross.
There has to come a point where we as individuals redefine “survival” as it pertains to quality, or richness of living. Protecting our own innocence (or what’s left of it) -nurturing it- might be a good first step towards redefining living and survival as people.
Protecting -upholding and expressing- what’s good, what’s pure, and what’s real inside us is a mandatory first step towards self healing.
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