A Handful of Glitter, A Gift for the World

My Kunalini Yoga teacher taught us a guided meditation for inner child healing and I've had a cool experience... thought I'd share. I've asked her to record it to share and she agreed. I will post it when it's available, also I did a google search for "inner child meditation" and found many resources. 


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I know a woman who journeys deep into the core of her world to commune with the little girl she used to be, a girl she left behind because it was too hard to be whole back then. 

During this visit, the little girl is four years old and the woman finds her alone in a room, dancing and painting, and incredibly peaceful. The woman plays for a while, enjoying the young girl's company, learning about endless possibility paint colors and the magic of spirals. The woman tells the girl that she likes it very much here in the room and that she believes the girl might like the place where she lives, too.

The girl doesn't think so. She explains that she used to go there but it was hard and scary, so she prefers to stay in this room where she and her creativity can be left alone to just play. 

This makes the woman feel sort of sad. She knows how much more complete the other world would feel if the girl and her creativity would come along. She asks if they can talk about the other world, about why it was hard. The little girl tells her all the reasons that living there wasn't nice, why she was afraid, and how she chose to come live here, in the room deep down inside, because it felt… safe.

"Life in the other world is hard because I don’t know how to be me out there."

Many years ago, the girl and the woman were one and they lived together in the other world. They looked all around the other world for someone to show  what to do with some of her favorite parts of herself and out there, nobody seemed to understand or even care about those parts. Nobody told her it was okay to be just like that. Nobody seemed to know that the quirky parts of her - like seeing/knowing things a kid should not know, a deep love of people of all kinds, relentless optimism, a laugh that is both alarming and contagious, and a voice that carries – were what made her absolutely perfect... but in the room, those parts of her made sense.

The woman was gentle, understanding, and patient. She taught girl about intuition and promised her that these things weren't for her to figure out alone. She explained about “The Universe” and how it lines up to support people who follow their heart. She told about angels and how sometimes people who aren't even related to you come into your life to help guide you through the things you don't understand how to do alone. She told about how the little girl will always have everything she needs to move forward in the sacred journey that is her life. She told her that she was magical and that the world could really use her right now, if she decides she might like to give it a try again.

The little girl cried a little more, some with sadness but mostly with relief, and asked what to do with the heavy feeling on her chest. "I'd like to come visit you, but that pain comes back when I think about going to the other world." It's the thing that makes her stay hidden in that room, where she and her creativity can feel happy and secure. The woman said, "When you feel that weight, wrap it up in a big, deep breathe and then push that breath out with all your might... like you're blowing a handful of glitter out to decorate the world."