At some point, we all realize that the weight we carry isn’t always our own, and the patterns we follow aren’t always of our design. As children, we embraced the freedom to explore, to wonder, and to leap without looking. But somewhere along the way, the world taught us to conform. Now, as the tide shifts and the foundations we’ve built on begin to crack, we are called to reconnect with that childlike curiosity, that raw, unfiltered sense of adventure.
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It becomes easier to be honest with ourselves as we journey through life. When we allow the dots to connect, the storylines align, and with it comes a depth of understanding about our struggles and perceptions — perhaps even a renewed clarity.
It’s interesting to reflect on our childhoods, when we had that instinctive freedom. We’d feel the excitement of something and dive in, not worrying about schedules, validation, or whether it would earn us a living. Curiosity, openness, adventure, and a willingness to fail were all present in the moment. Left to our own devices, we would dare greatly time and again.
Sadly, those who raised us — parents, guardians, and institutions — themselves struggling for validation and meaning, begrudged us our independence. Through example and influence, they eroded and suppressed our innocence, intrigue, passion, and play. The trust in our internal compasses waned, and exploration became segmented and controlled, dictated by schedules, alarms, and buzzers.
It’s our innate desire to serve and please those we care about — or perhaps even fear. But in doing so, we mistakenly formed allegiances with those who had already abandoned the pursuit of a life genuinely well-lived. Form, function, logic, and emotional impairment became the norm, and we continue to accept it.
But now, we’re living on the edge of a new existence, shaking our foundations to the core. All of our systems — every last one of them — must evolve, adapt, or be completely replaced. This unnerves the parasitic unconscious and the power-hungry manipulators who thrive on control. As a species, we are physically unable to function as we once did because our vibratory and energetic expressions have fundamentally shifted and sped up.
We owe it to ourselves to pause, to reconnect with our essential selves — no makeup, no titles, no labels, no expectations, no time constraints. Just the simple, naked now.
If we can be bold enough to do this, we might reboot the stagnating processes within us, breaking apart the calcified layers of impositions and extrinsic influence. Regaining the presence and perseverance to overcome these soul-crushing forces is today’s struggle.
And there, again, will be the excitement, the curiosity, the openness, the adventure. There, we will find the willingness to reveal, to sail, to soar — free of the unruly heaviness.
That forgotten dream, that childlike freedom, never went away. Such is the nature of love.
Vivat miratio