The Little Girl in Me |
The WaveLast August I brought my son Madac to Peach Tree Day Care for the first time. To ease his attachment (and mine) we started a ritual of waving. It started with my wave, followed by his wave. I would blow gentle kisses his way and feel the hurt set in. We kept this ritual up till now. Today is nine months since the launch of the wave. Our routine runs strong and we have a peanut gallery following that runs to the door to join in on the WAVE. Positivity and joy are catchy. Growing up I might of embraced this kind ritual too.My heart unfolds like a flower when the sun shines.
Remember the swing? Do you remember being the little girl on the swing? Pushing yourself as high as you could go? Feeling the wind in your hair, like you could just fly, be free. Maybe you would close your eyes and let your imagination run wild and feel all the joy a little girl could possibly feel. I had a glimpse of that last Sunday while I was on the swing. It only lasted a few minutes but I held on to that feeling all day. The feeling of my heart unfolding like a flower would when the sun comes out. The days of going down to the park to sit on the swing, to venture high, to twirl around or just sit still with my thoughts are but a feeling away. Our thoughts can mirror our emotions. When stressful moments smother our thoughts, when negative patterns set in or when we judge ourselves we create excuses and resist joy. Allowing ourselves to feel the emotion and then let go so that we can push forward towards our best self, joy and happiness. Excuses sabotage our chance to move towards memories of being the happy little girl. Even if only for a moment. The simple fun of a balloon fight can bring out fun, a smile, even a red face from moving our bodies. As sense of feeling complete. Somewhere along the way I may of lost the simple joy of life. As an adult we tend to leave behind the simple joys of childhood but I’m finding my way back. It’s my Life. What does your childhood joy look like? How can you enjoy your childhood memories in your adult years? |
Oh Sara! We just took Madilyn to the park the other day and my husband pushed her on the baby swing and I got on a “big girl” swing for the first time in years! So fun!