The soul is healed by being with children.
And I am contemplating why this is so...
There is such a freshness, an aliveness to children. They wear their emotions with such glorious transparency...they ARE their emotions. There is no guessing whether a child is happy, sad, excited, angry, restless. Their emotional state is on display through every fiber of their being.
They are so PRESENT. Tuned in. They want to be a part of whatever is going on. They want to voice their vote about it. If they like what they see, their pleasure is undeniable. If they don't like it, that's undeniable, too.
Children ADORE themselves. They feel certain everyone will adore them, too.
Why not PRANCE about...SPLASH through puddles...MAKE gigantic gum BUBBLES and chocolate pudding FACES?
All of this feels to children like their birthright.
Life is Fun!
Sing! Don't worry how you sound.
Dance! Don't worry how you look.
Now contrast that glorious, multi-color, CinemaScope presence that is children with the restrained, cautious, self-protective, proper image of the GROWN-UP who has learned to contain his impulses, to recognize organizational hierarchy, to follow whoever is "in charge".
No wonder we need children to bring us back...to return us...to our beautiful primal selves entranced with life and everything around us, unafraid to speak our truth, trusting our own instincts regarding whether we choose to be all in...or...moving on...to the next delightful destination.
What a beautiful world it would be if the "child" in every one of us NEVER grew out of "life's glorious adventure"!
top image from paigekeiser.blogspot.com.