By Deva Yasmin
Sometimes the quietest parts of us hold the keys to our deepest wisdom. These parts can feel like they had to give up at some stage of trying to be heard, instead dimming and down playing their wisdom, as it was not valued in this 3D world. I have always felt a curiosity and care of this world and its people, which I can now feel is the natural essence of the Inner Child. Their soft, gentle innocence becomes subdued over time, covered over by the intensity of a world that programs them not to question anything.
My Inner Child would try to bring her thirst for learning to the world, which would get lost in the sea of debates and arguments of right and wrongs. The adults she looked too for knowledge were already too plugged into the program themselves. This left no space for a…
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