I Lost Myself for Awhile

Remember when rolling down a grassy hill, playing hide n seek, tag, and dancing to our favorite song were our main objectives for the day? Good times.

Children are Creative

I remembered when I was a child, my imagination and passion for life were limitless.

I loved hiking and nature. I would wake up, eat breakfast, and if I had a break from school, I would immediately go outside, no matter how cold or hot the weather was.

My mind would always stay in the “what if” as I stared at the sky gazing at the clouds. “What if I became a scientist? What if I became a fashion designer? What if I became a writer/poet? I want to visit Nessie at Loch Ness.” You get the drift.

As an adult, my imagination normally stays in the, “I need to get this work done. Did I pay that bill? I have to wash the dishes in the sink. I wonder if I am going to get that raise.”

We Forget Who We Truly Are

I recently became aware of what it means to retrieve lost soul aspects of your inner child.

Adulting coupled with trauma had me in a place where I was losing my childhood memories. Our brain goes into a protective state when excessive trauma happens. It’s a defense mechanism.

Due to the trauma from my abusive father, along with bullying from peers and teachers, not only was I locking away the bad times, I was throwing out the good times as well!

Remembrance

I realized I was coming to a place of complete healing when lost memories from my childhood resurfaced (good ones).

I had forgotten the days of me having a sketchbook and drawing designs like I was a fashion designer from NYC. I would scribble away on the paper whenever my mind came up with an idea.

I knew all of the supermodels and their full names. I knew all of the fashion designers. I would watch the new season of fashion being released on runways. I was always told I looked like a supermodel as a child because I was so tall and skinny. I loved all things fashion.

I loved art and poetry. I used to practice sketching people. I loved reading Edgar Allen Poe. I adored Picasso. I used to collect coins. I loved home decor and interior design.

All of these memories resurfaced and this joy came over me that I have not felt since I was a kid. I was back and I wanted to take advantage of this amazing opportunity to fully embrace myself. I am awesome!

Conforming to Please Others

If we find a person that fully accepts us and our quirks, then we can expand together with our creative sides.

I feel the reason we lose our childhood passions and a sense of ourselves is due to abusive relationships. Unfortunately, due to unhealed trauma, we tend to find ourselves with people who pick us apart. They start chipping away at the essence of who we are.

Due to codependency, if we are in a relationship where our partner is constantly telling us how unhappy they are, we will attempt to mold ourselves to what we think they would like.

Embracing Our Passions

We need to get back to the true essence of who we really are.

This system has it set up where all they want us to focus on is working to pay our homage…I mean taxes. Why not be our true authentic creative selves, while adulting?

Embrace the inner child within you. Think back on what your favorite song was when you were a child? What was your favorite food and dessert? Dance like no one is watching. Lay on the grass and stare into the sky. What country did you want to visit when you were a child? Start saving up and go for it!

We actually had it right when we were kids. It’s time to get back to that part of us.