“Finding yourself again is finding your inner child” is a tweet I saw on Twitter and it really hit me.
Like, really, really hit me.
We go through a lot in life that molds and morphs us, causing us to evolve and shift mindsets and perspectives on life. Certain events made me jaded, detached, and accepting of behavior far less than my worth. I’ve written about this before but in one instance where I hit rock bottom, I had to rebuild.
It’s been over two years and I’m happy with where I am at, but I constantly find myself trying to soften, be more compassionate, believe in the best of people again instead of assuming the worst, and have faith. Often times I am thinking of my younger self, child Amy.
Little Amy had immense faith and was an extremely soft and kind girl. I identify the beautiful traits about her, the same traits I used to scorn. Traits I now try to emulate. I try to reawaken. Because they are there somewhere, aren’t they? I was born an open, loving soul. I must still be that. I must lower the inner wall (see other blog post).
finding yourself again is finding your inner child.
Finding yourself again is finding your faith.