As children we had great meditation places to go to. Paddocks. Lawns. Swimming pools. Beaches. Trees and time. We flew kites and LOVED the way they danced on the breeze. Laughed, cried and howled when they smashed themselves to bits in a gust.
We climbed trees. We made up stories, games and swung high. We slid on the wet grass down hills or rolled down them. Played in dens, made forts, jumped in puddles, made homemade stilts, dammed creeks, caught eels, wiped our hands on our jumpers and ate the lollipops found in a pocket even when they had a bit of fluff stuck to them.
We often did just what we wanted to do, had pleasure for pleasure's sake and all of it was free.
We said Abracadabra and we knew magic was real because we were surrounded by it. <3
Then we grew up and along the way, we did a bit of forgetting. And now, more than ever, it's time to remember.
As the spirit journey unfolds, that kind of childhood meditation is most useful, most grounding and when you're grounded firmly, in a fertile place - your own seed grows and blossoms.
I find the best place to find myself is in the trees and the grass and the sky. The echoes of my inner child are still skipping in the places that feel like freedom and feeling awe in the mighty power of thunderstorms, joy in the colours of the rainbow, and rejuvenation in the sea.
Freedom, joy, awe, and rejuvenation are meditation and also a healing - so simple and free.
It's all there where you left it - a standing invitation you can accept at any time you choose. It's time for us to go back to the heart of who we are. To set ourselves free in nature and release the cynicism - after all, what is it doing for anyone apart from separating them from joy?
Instead of saying to yourself that children don't know what the real world is like, see the delight of small children, embrace their magic, release resistance to experiencing pleasure, make the time, nothing is more important.
Allow their wisdom to teach you and their joy to be the bridge that helps you back to find your own.
So here's my question to you:
What one magical childhood thing could you allow yourself to do, be or experience today to amplify the tiny delights and magic that feed your soul?
In love and love heart scribbles,