Your inner child

If you write from the heart and soul, you will touch the life of someone else ... and maybe make a difference. Perhaps that is all you ever need from 'telling a story,' or writing a poem, or painting a picture ... or taking a photograph that inspires you. If you just let it flow, you are more likely to find that special magic from the soul ... just let it go. You can hug it to yourself, or you can share it with a friend; a non- judgemental friend. Or you can open yourself to positive criticism, polish it up, and send it out into the world. Either way, is okay ... as long as you are true to yourself.

 

This poem was inspired by reading Louise Hay’s, ‘You can heal your Life,’ recommended to me by Phil Linklater, Life Coach extraordinaire, whose life coaching course at the New Zealand Institute of Business Studies, (www.nzibs.co.nz) continues to inspire people from all walks of life, to learn about themselves and make a difference to the lives of others. Louise talks about the importance of cherishing your inner child; do not berate yourself, for somehow ‘not being good enough,’ do not continue to criticise and blame yourself for things that happened long ago – imagine you are still that little child; in need of love and reassurance that it is indeed okay to get things wrong sometimes. Be kind to yourself and your inner child.





Dare to dream

We sit together (you and me)
cracking nuts
way up high in our favourite walnut tree
digging out the flesh
with earthy fingers
preserving the shell for infinite possibility


A little boat darting in and out of eddies
catching the current
racing to the finish line
a pool for fairy folk, dancing at midnight
round and round the magic fairy ring
a speckled necklace that springs
from
Nowhere.


We whisper to each other
our deepest, darkest secrets
Let the cool green leaves hide our faces
Only the sparrows know we are here
Nodding wisely to each other
flitting here
          and ... there!
We reach out trembling fingers - but alas!
they dart away, sensing danger.

 

You look at me with huge blue eyes
And I am touched, that you would share with me
your thoughts, your fears
your yearning
to be free.

I cradle you in my arms,
long to soothe the ache
that fills your Soul
for you are part of me,
we are connected.


I promise to keep you safe!
remind you, of those happy, joyful times
long ago
when nothing else mattered
but to sit alone, cracking nuts
in your favourite walnut tree

And daring to dream.




Amanda Edwards (c) 2012

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