Quote: “Let this child speak without the filters of adulthood, without the constraints of societal expectations, without the need to be anything other than what they truly are in their essence.”
Dear Friends and Readers,
A Sacred Dialogue Unfolds
In my sacred solitude on a hike through Crete’s mountains, a profound dialogue unfolded — a conversation that bridged the earthly and the divine. There, amidst the whispering trees and under the vast sky, the most unguarded part of my soul – my inner child – found its voice. This was no ordinary conversation but a prayer, a raw, unscripted communion with God, spoken through the innocent lips of the little boy within me.
In those moments, as the world around me faded into a hushed backdrop, my heart opened to an ancient, yet ever-present dialogue. The voice of the little boy, usually lost in the hustle of daily life, emerged with a clarity and urgency that demanded my full attention.
The Voice of Innocence
This boy, long hidden behind the façade of my adult self, stepped into the light of the present, his voice trembling with a purity and fearlessness that only a child’s heart knows. He spoke to God not with the rehearsed reverence or the masked bravado of a worldly adult, but with the stark honesty of a soul that simply yearned to speak freely, to be heard, to exist without pretense.
His words, though simple, carried the weight of genuine emotion, untouched by the complexities of adult reasoning. He articulated feelings and fears that had been silenced, repressed, or overlooked, expressing the unvarnished truth of his experience.
Unveiling Hidden Truths
He confessed fears, doubts, and vulnerabilities in a way I was hesitant to let loose. His words, unpolished and unpretentious, flowed with a sincerity that revealed the rawness of my own hidden emotions. These truths, like a river, uncovered the depths of my being, showing me the parts of myself I had unknowingly pushed away.
In his speech, there was a poignant beauty—a return to the essence of what it means to be divinely human. It was a moment where the little boy’s voice became a conduit for a truth that lay buried under years of adulthood.
Rediscovering the Forgotten Self
As I listened to this tender voice, a realization dawned upon me. In my pursuit of adulthood, or being a man, in my attempts to be unshakeable and composed, I had unwittingly abandoned this little boy. I had relegated him to the recesses of my being, where his cries for love and attention echoed in a void of neglect.
There, in the embrace of nature and the divine, I found an opportunity to reconnect, to acknowledge the existence of this little boy within me. It was a homecoming, a return to the totality of my being, recognizing that this child’s reality was an integral part of who I am.
A Bridge to True Self
The little boy’s conversation with God was more than an act of speaking; it was an act of revealing. His vulnerability, far from being a frailty, emerged as a bridge reconnecting me with the deepest, most authentic part of myself. His simplicity and directness cut through the layers of self-imposed complexity, teaching me a profound truth: in embracing the reality of what this inner child is feeling, we embrace the full spectrum of our humanity.
This conversation was a reminder that within each of us lies a pure, unadulterated self, often overshadowed but always present, always yearning for acknowledgment and expression.
A Journey of Reclamation and Love
This experience marked a journey of reclamation and love—a love that the little boy and I had yearned for, desperately and deeply. As he spoke to God, as he laid bare his heart without filters, I felt an overwhelming sense of sorrow for the years of unintentional neglect, yet also a blossoming hope.
It was a moment of rekindling, of gently lifting the little boy from the shadows of forgetfulness and into the warmth of conscious awareness. It was about offering him, and thereby myself, the love, attention, and validation we both deserved, which had been withheld for too long.
An Invitation to Your Heart
To you, my dear friends, I share this story not just as a narrative but as an invitation to the deepest, most tender part of your heart. I invite you to let your inner child speak, to allow him or her the freedom to express their truth to God, the universe, or whatever divine presence you hold dear.
Let this child speak without the filters of adulthood, without the constraints of societal expectations, without the need to be anything other than what they truly are in their essence.
Awakening the Ignored Voice
As you read these words, may they stir the depths of your soul, awakening the often-ignored voice of your own inner child. May this narrative resonate with your own experiences, bringing forth tears of recognition, of healing, and of love.
And in these tears, in this shared experience of acknowledgment and acceptance, may you find the strength to embrace every aspect of your being, offering yourself and your inner child the same unconditional love and acceptance that every child, every soul, richly deserves.
With love and a tender embrace,
— Tiger Singleton
P.S.
If your heart resonates with the struggles and yearnings of your inner child, and you find yourself navigating the complexities of this delicate relationship, please know that support is available. The journey towards healing our inner child can be tender and challenging, often bringing to light pains and fears we’ve long held silent.
I am here for you. If you feel the need for guidance or simply a compassionate ear to listen, don’t hesitate to reach out. Together, we can explore how I might be able to support you in healing this relationship you have with all parts of yourself, so you can breathe more freely as you walk this journey of Life and being human.
Your journey matters, and you don’t have to walk it alone.
Feel free to use the contact form and reach out to me if you’re feeling the need and urgency to heal this relationship with yourself.
