What do we do with that child sitting alone in the crib thinking and waiting for her mother to come and love her? Love the child unconditionally. Martha Beck said, “Caring for your inner child has a powerful and surprisingly quick result: Do it and the child heals.”
Well you’ve heard me say, “I found myself in the streets of Southern California.” It’s when I discovered my Inner Child, my true self. Mark Twain said it well, “The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why.” I began to live fully human and fully alive. Sometimes I fail miserably. I forgive myself and take the next step.
I became the parent I never had. Our soul wounds do not heal if we ignore them. They continue to shape and govern our emotions, our self image, and our interactions with others. Deep in the very core of that child is shame. Toxic shame. You believe that something is so wrong with you and why you attract those who will hurt you. Or like a magnet you attach yourself with the narcissistic individual who only uses you.
As children we were told what we oughta and shoulda. In other words, our Inner Child stopped growing. We began our life as false self. We became good actors, memorizing our lines hoping for applause and approval. They didn’t come. But what came were more criticism. Like “ng kmal mle ungil endi…”
Practice patience and tell yourself NOT to let the noise of other’s opinion drown out the sound of your inner child’s voice. And always remember that if it doesn’t challenge you, it won’t change you. Remember me loving you.