The Infallible Child: Remembering the Version of Us Closest to Source. Finding the magic we left behind.
From an early age I had a sense of magic. That feeling that there is something more, that anything could happen. The knowing. The fearlessness of a child taking their first footstep. I used to ride the school bus early in the morning, and during the journey I could sense the electricity coursing through the power lines. I felt I could tap into the energy, manipulate it, encourage it forward, change it's direction. In seizing this power, I could bend stoplights to my will. Some would tell me I had a robust imagination. The adults who have been heeled by existing in our society. We have lost the magic. But, I believed, without reservation, doubt, shame, or judgement that the energy was with me, a part of me. This was faith. It didn't matter if the stoplights usually didn’t sync to my desire, I believed. I flowed with the energy and the electricity was within me.
Over time, my playfulness faded, replaced with the pressure to be realistic. The unbound time of childhood became the time in which there was never enough. No longer did I stare out the window in timeless wonder. Life had changed me as it does all of those who are brave enough to exist.
What magic did you hold as a child? What stories did you conjure at a tea party? Or when you created a race track for your toy cars? How did you bring figurines to life? What special powers did you wield? It is true that childhood is a magical time. It is a time in which the whole universe is open to us. There is no internal narrator to tell us no. There is no inner protector to hold us back from taking a leap. Pixie dust can make us fly, and superheroes do exist. Our parents are infallible and life will never end. It is a time when we are the closest to source. The closest to the oneness from which we just came. Our spirit is free of the wear and tear we will inevitably collect and free of the awareness that it must come. In early childhood we are boundless and pure.
Embarking on a journey to a spiritual existence in adulthood, requires a return to this time of limitlessness. We must begin to peel away the restraints of the mind that existence has placed on us. Freeing the spirit requires freeing the mind. Freeing the mind requires the belief that anything is possible. So, unlearn the limits, reclaim fearlessness, and strip away the pain and hurt your spirit has endured. That same spirit lives within you, yearning to be free. Can you find the courage to be that child?
