Here's a gentle invitation to pause, look within, and make space for the inner child we have forgotten along the way as we lead our adult lives.

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A child who did not know shame until he was taught to be ashamed.

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A child who laughed out loud until she learnt the meaning of insecurities.

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A child who made meaning out of joy until the world gave them a "reality check".

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A child who lived and loved until they got inundated with conditions of worth.

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What would it look like to find our way back to that child? What would it look like to let go of learnings that are no longer serving us? To laugh a little too loudly, to fall down, to make mistakes, to try again nevertheless, to cry when we feel like crying, to give and receive love without hiding -

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What would it look like, to learn to be a perfectly flawed human, from the child we used to be?

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For me, it looks like getting excited over flowers, smiling over wholesome comics, and clicking endless moon pictures. It also looks like crying freely, soothing myself when I'm frustrated, and allowing myself to be vulnerable.

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What would your child self teach you? Maybe today's the day to sit and have a conversation with them.