Why your Child is the key to your soul ✨

By Lian Brook-Tyler

Over the past decade of deep healing work, I’ve kept different photos of my childhood self at different ages on my altar and my desk… Keeping in my awareness what I had avoided looking at through pain and shame.

Now much of that healing work is behind me, when I look at photos of my younger self, I feel only love, acceptance, and deep appreciation.

This is one of me in my early 20s, still a child in some ways but very much a woman in others… Broken and bruised metaphorically and literally, her magical, autistic hexagon peg’s edges sheered off and now bleeding crimson from trying to squeeze herself into the tight grey holes of our culture, her child’s open heart and her woman’s soft body penetrated over and over with the arrows of predation, and yet… She was still ablaze with all the curiosity and passion she burst out of the womb with, though tangled and strangled by the umbilical cord.

It was her curiosity and passion that carried her, with the heart and numinosity of a unicorn, through many gauntlets, some unimaginably more terrifying than she’d already journeyed through, until one day, at last, she found herself on the path back home to herself.

I forgave her for being so vulnerable, and she forgave me for abandoning her.

I am here, as whole as I am, because of her.

May your Child guide your way back home too.

All my love,

Lian

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