The other day I was looking for an old cd. I didn’t need the cd, of course, but I was wondering if I still had it because it holds some sentimental value. I’m not big on holding onto too many things but the things that I do keep mean a lot and so I had to know where this cd was.
I have two shoeboxes of meaningful stuff like that. I scavenged around in the garage to find the one box that I was sure it was in. I brought it into the kitchen where I exploded its contents all over the island counter. Photos, cards, notes, ticket stubs galore. The cd wasn’t in that box (it ended up being in the second box so it’s all good!) but I did come across two old notebooks and journals. The oldest was a Tweety Bird locking journal that I started writing in way back in 2001. Yes, 2001!!
I was 9 years old at the time. There are no shocking revelations revealed on these pages. I mainly wrote about my day in a cute 9 year old fashion but seeing that was so confirming to me.
I’ve known for years that I love to write. I have been journaling consistently since 2016 and prior to that I had Xanga (RIP) and Tumblr accounts to share my innermost thoughts and feelings with internet strangers lol.
But seeing journal pages dating back 22 years ago (omg) was so confirming that I am following my path.
A mentor of mine always speaks to the importance of doing what you loved when you were a child. She says to go back to childhood and remember what you loved. If you’re not doing those things, start doing them again. Playing, creation, and imagination are so important to live a vibrant life. For me, I was taking photos and writing. I am still doing those things to this day and they have been staples in my life.
Whenever you tap back into those interests and practice them throughout adulthood you are able to connect to your younger self and reignite that childlike nature that cultivates levels of intuition that we so often have squashed out of us as we grow up.
Coming back to it is essentially coming back to yourself. It’s taking the time and letting that inner child lead the way, not forgetting to allow yourself to play.
When you do that clarity illuminates your path and those interests become tools in your intuition toolbox.
How can you come back home to some of those old interests that might have gotten put aside along the way?
Maybe it’s dusting off the old sentimental boxes or whipping out a photo album to see what you were up to back in the day. Or maybe, you know what that thing is right away.
Without writing I am energetically stagnant. Without it I am not as clear in body or mind. You never know what shifts will happen when you reconnect to your younger self and let your light shine.
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