We were never most free, creative, open, honest and authentic when we were a child. When we were just learning the concept of time. The cycles of a day, the repition of night, the looping of weeks, months, years. When time didn’t exist, the past didn’t define us into who we were and the outlook of the future didn’t limit us to other’s or our own perceptions or expectations of what we could be. We were just open in the present, who we were, who we are, just to be and be in the moment.
And it’s like we’re always trying to recapture, revisit that state of being as a person, as a creative, as a soul. Or maybe we’re trying to protect that child, the world is too harsh, critical, judgmental. It’s too harmful.
Or that’s how we feel. But I think that childlike person inside of us, is a lot stronger, way more resilient, ultimately invincible to the dangers of the world, we’re just scared for the child, maybe overprotective. Be present, find freedom, be strong, find strength in your freedom.