I am still going through old journals (please remember that I have years and years of them). Since this is probably the only way you will get to read parts of them, because my Boo agreed to burn them when I am gone, lest something I have written to myself, might hurt you.
This journal has drawings and pictures in it and was a result of my dearest therapist, Carole, inviting me to talk to my inner children. I created a bedroom just for six year old Ros, with white furry rugs on the floor and plenty of place to dance around in my twirley skirts. I'm certain that is why I still love wearing my skirts!
Big Ros and I baked cookies, planted flowers, "already blooming," and talked and played together.
One day big Ros said to me, "You are so beautiful and special and dear."
"Oh, thank you. I was worried you still didn't like me!"
"Oh. darling girl, I am sorry you ever felt that way. I guess I was just so busy with LIFE that I let it come between me and your/our needs. I will love you and nurture you better and better now that I know how to find out what you need."
Smiling, little Ros said, "Oh good. I love you and almost trust you now."
"I love and trust you my darling girl."
"Oh, goodie. Bye"
I can't tell you, dear readers, how powerful these written words of many years ago have touched me again. And I vow to talk to little Ros as often as I can. We have lots of fun things yet to do together!!!
I invite you to find that little child inside of yourself and talk and play and laugh and cry, too.
Namaste.
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