Days of Healing Days of Joy

[lildee]

This reading was just too perfect to paraphrase


Days of Healing Days of Joy[/b]
Daily Meditations for Adult Children
By Earnie Larsen & Carol Hegarty


The children of this world are in their generation wiser than the children of light. Luke 16:8

When we think of our child within, many of us sense only the wounded child- the child who feels afraid, inadequate, needy, and shut out. It is true, of course, that we all have a child within. But that child is wise and strong, as well as wounded.

Beneath the fears and doubts, deeper than the guilt and shame, our inner child knows some truths that our adult selves aren't always sure of. That child, like all children, wants to imagine and play, to unconditionally love and be loved, to find out what's really important and to care about it. Even if the child was not allowed to act out those wants, the wants remain, stored away. Our child within still wants, craves, and reaches out for the eternal truths of successful living. We need to pay heed to our child's sense of wisdom and trust, as well as to give that child within us our adult capacity for sympathy and comfort.

I can allow myself a childlike wonder and curiosity. I will look at the world today with new eyes.

Are you listening to your inner child ?

[Lin]

I never heard the term inner child until I got in ACOA and started reading books by ernie larson and other ACOA writers. But i DO know the feelings.

I was about 8 when I took on the responsibility of cleaning, cooking supper, getting homework finished and watching 2 younger siblings. Nobody asked me to. I just took it on because it had to be done. If my mom was passed out when I got in from school, I did those things so we'd not have to listen to t he screaming by my dad when he got home. (and if he was drunk by the time he got home, he hunted for things to get mad about so he could scream.) My mom never thanked me. it was as if she woke up and the "maid fairy" or the "chef fairy" had visited. She never asked who cleaned up or cooked. because of taking on these responsibilities, My CHILD part of me did not have a chance to do alot of things children do. I guess that's why I love to teach elementary school. I can get on the floor and work puzzles and thats being a COOL teacher. I can dress up in a costume to teach a subject related lesson...and nobody thinks I am a LOON. My inner child finally has a chance to do child-like things.

LIN

[adagio]

I'm listening to my inner child and discovering things that I never really knew..they were stifled while growing up.
One of these things is "choices". I thought that I had choices before, as long as I said 'yes'. I really didn't, I only thought so and was fooling myself. Now I'm discovering, to my astonishment, that I do have choices (real ones) and that the only responsibility that I have is to not hurt others with my choices.

I hope this is not too far off track of the topic...it did fit in with my inner child.

[~graced~]

"Get Over It"

I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me"
They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat

Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it

You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if I gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight
You don't want to work, you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing

Get over it
Get over it
If you don't want to play, then you might as well split
Get over it, Get over it

It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak
You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak

You drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter, bringin' everybody down
Complain about the present and blame it on the past
I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little ass

Get over it
Get over it
All this bi tchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it

Get over it
Get over it
It's gotta stop sometime, so why don't you quit
Get over it, get over it
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Yep, the Eagles gave that Inner Child a bad name. But when we use that Inner Child as an excuse for our choices so we can remain a victim, it's small wonder it's written about so poinently in the lyrics.

You're right....the Inner Child is a survivor...it's a wise thing who made it through hellacious circumstances. There's imagination, creativity, a sense of pure loving and trust...all good things. That's the part of me I want to nurture and water and make grow.

Nah, I don't need to stay a victim of my past circumstances today. I don't want to wear it like some ball and chain. I'm no longer in that alcoholic household, unless you count the fact that I have to live with me...LOL....which is a chore in and of itself...LOL I get to choose which character traits I want to practice today. And I so do love to play!

Pretty cool reminder that it ain't all bad....but I've learned to look for the good so I'm of the belief that few things are truly ALL bad!

Thanks for sharing the reading.
Only.....now I have this song stuck in my head...LOL

*hugs*