Originally Posted by pollyanna
Bless you Keith, it is such an honour to be of any assistance to you and I am deeply grateful for your kind words. We're all responsible adults, however we all still have the little child within who needed to be loved and feel safe. It's not a lot to ask, but life is not perfect and people make mistakes.
Here is a suggestion that may help you and anyone else willing to try:-
Think about how you care for your own childrens needs. How you tell them you love them no matter what. How proud of them you and what wonderful qualities they possess. Now think about the little boy within you. Go and find a quiet place, lie down and play the music to the gratitude exercise and imagine going back to where you used to live when you were little. Remember a time when you were happy. Visualise the door of your home and see the little boy you were, coming out. Then walk over to him, bend down and give him a great big hug and tell him how much you truly love him. Look into his eyes and feel the love you feel for him. Tell him that you have come back to let him know that although there will be some struggles to overcome, you know how special and strong he is and his future is going to be wonderful, full of joy, happiness and abundance. Then smile and tell him you'll come back again and again to see him.
Let me know how you feel. I wish you a life filled with love, peace and happiness Keith. You deserve it.  |
Pollyanna,
I tried this little exercise of yours but not after a full hour of internal dialogue about all the reasons I probably shouldn't do it. The outcome was rather striking and not what I expected.
I had a lot of trouble gaining eye contact with the gus-the-younger. The little bugger didn't want to talk to me it seemed. He let me hug him and I told him all the things you said. It was so emotional for me that I slept for two hours afterward.
What really blew me away happened while listening to the gratitude music the next morning after meditation while listening to LF7. I was sitting with my eyes closed listening to the music and the whole scenario of talking to gus- the-younger basically forced it's way into my consciousness again. As I let it play itself out it; it was no different than the previous session I described above with the exception that gus-the-younger was more receptive to talking to the adult version. What blew me away was I witnessed gus-the-adult asking gus-the-younger for help in figuring out what was cooking with gus-the-adult and to help him understand. The little bugger looked me square in the eye and nodded his head up and down. The strength I felt in that; I cannot explain. One thing I know for sure is that the strength gus-the-younger had at that point would be nothing less nor more than the strength needed for him to survive what he would eventually experience growing up and beyond.
Pollyanna, I am very grateful for this little exercise you casually threw out there for all of us to chew on. I knew the moment I read it that I HAD to do it. The thought put the fear of god in me. Anytime I become that fearful of something I know that is a direction I must take.
gus-the-adult
P.S. Somewhere in all of this is an example of our relationship with time. How linear time is nothing but a mere construct of our minds and that it cannot be real. Nothing real breaks down as easily as this.
