I feel like there isn’t much to say about this because there is so much out there that goes into detail. Blogs and videos and classes. You name it, it’s out there. Taking care of your inner child is not something that is hard at this point. Well Taking care of your inner child can be hard at times, but finding the information about it really isn’t. There are whole ass books about it if you would like. The information is there you just gotta go find it.

That is not what this is about really. This is just me telling you how it helped me really. And maybe help you find some freedom to.

First thoughts

What I do want to talk about is why. The thing is, we seem to forget that until your between the ages of six and seven, there is no barrier between the conscious and subconscious. There is no base to compare whatever you’re facing. There is no preconceived notion to help you navigate whatever it is that you are facing. Whatever is in front of you, that’s your whole world. If a child is scared, all there is in the world is fear. If they are happy, all there is in the world is happy. Etc etc.  And slowly overtime, the subconscious mind is solidified and thus setting the foundation for your whole life.

The whole fucking thing. No joke.

This is why Empathy is something that is developed later on in life, and why kids lack any and all impulse control. They are not trying to make you frustrated, there brain just straight up does not do it. There brain is developing still. Which is why I think being respectful to your babies is important.

And parents don’t always realize that. They are human, and make human choices. You don’t have to have gone through a major event to have trauma or limiting beliefs from that time. It’s all about the story we tell ourselves in that time about whatever is happening. It can be as simple as mom didn’t listen to my story. Or dad lost his cool one night. 

Which by the way seems to make parents really nervous about their parenting. But I will get into that another time. It’s not as hard as you think. promise. 

Anyway, taking care of that part of you, also helps heal the subconscious mind, releasing traumas and limiting beliefs and ideals that keep you from the life you want. Going back to that space and healing and taking care of yourself is vital to the whole story. Being playful and silly and alive is not a bad thing. It’s just something most of us are ashamed of because of the way we grew up. See that really fun little cycle? Yeah, it’s a relenting bitch, that only stops when you take the time to be playful and tell yourself the whole story. 

What I did

The thing about taking care of your inner child, is that sometimes at first it feels foolish. But honestly, just doing things little you wanted to do that you didn’t get to do usually does the trick. There is other things you can do to truly heal those parts of you, there is more to the equation then what I am going to talk about here. It’s all-important! But I just want to talk about how to bring that part of you out.

For me, this was FUCKING HARD. 

I had been suppressing that playful and childlike part of me for so long that I didn’t even know where to start and every single time I tried… I could never get into it. Like ever. As a young adult, I was not playful, and children things were for children. I was hard and rough and honestly, angry. But that was the exact reason that I needed to take care of my inner child. Those things are not things I wanted to be. They came naturally to me, and I was comfortable being that way. I was turned off by simple pleasures and childish things because little me was always expected to be a certain way. My subconscious was FULL of limiting beliefs and getting myself to a point where I could heal that part of me was brutal. I cried. A lot. 

It felt foreign and wrong and just straight up stupid. Like gave me the desire to throw up kind of wrong. 

I may have had some… issues. Okay? It is what it is. 

But fuck when I let go… The feeling was euphoric. And I have never been the same. I tell people all the time there is nothing quite like letting go. The rush and the high and the freedom that comes with just saying fuck it, is nothing short of amazing. Not just with this but in life in general.

What I did do?

Look, I can’t tell you what your inner child needs. I really can’t. Only you know that. But I can tell you what I did and hopefully spark some yummy ideas.  

Finger painting. Fuck was that weird and I STRUGGLED. Now I do it all the time and don’t even think about it. I had taken art classes and had been classically trained (at the very base level) so forgoing the paint brushes and spatulas and tools in favor of my fingers felt like I was breaking all the rules and could never create anything amazing. It felt limiting.

The thing is… it didn’t have to be fucking amazing. I had to get it through my thick ass skull that not everything I do has to be profound and amazing. Now I do it every time I need a good energy shift. No one likes a resting bitch personality and if I have had a long hard day… guess what I am?!   

I also did things like playing dress up. Though my taste was significantly more adult than it would have been as a child, it was still so playful and yummy. Just putting myself together and making myself into things I will never be, was honestly so fun once I got into it.

Now I do it in scantly clothing that makes me feel like a goddess, take some pictures, and sell them… I may have missed the mark on that one as it evolved… but still do it. 

Dancing around the house! Fuck that has become one of my favorite things. Tapping into that part of my childlike brain and being fully in the moment was one of the most transformative and releasing things I had ever done. I was always so carful about the way my body looked and the way I held myself. Now I don’t give a flying fuck. If you don’t like the way I look, stop looking my dude. One of us has the problem here and it sure as fuck is not me. 

Playful songs

Playing in the mud

Laughing way too hard at stupid shit.

Watching Cartoons on a Saturday morning with a bowl of cereal. It doesn’t have the same effect that it did when I was a kid. Something about having to race to the bathroom, or race to get whatever I need while the commercials were being played really did add a little something. But hey its still nice.

Overall

For real, what did little you want? What did the child in you long for that you never got to do for one reason or another? There are a million things it could be. I didn’t even come close to scratching the surface. And I find things often that I do just for the sake of doing it. It can be hard at first, but don’t get discouraged. Life is hard. But you are worth it.

Podcast going more in depth about this will be coming soon.

The inner child is what we are all focused on usually. Truly, I get it. Those first six-seven years of life really did a number on a lot of us, and it is important to go back and let that part of you heal and learn and grow. Love it. Wanna go more in depth about it in another post and maybe even deeper in a podcast. But what I don’t hear people talking about is the ability to take care of the ethereal being that lives inside of you.

We all have it!

And its fucking vital.

What do I mean

I say that, and most people really just have no clue what I am talking about. That makes sense to me too. But for a moment, I want you to think about your soul. Think about the fact that this soul inside of you was at one point living in a very different realm. Had the option to not experience the hurt and the heart break and all the messy things that we deal with on a very regular basis. No hurt, no pain… a very simple and free existence with all the understanding.

So why choose to come here? At this time, in this plane of existence. Knowing that they would have to endure the traumas and the hurt and the pain of this life? I mean… to learn the lessons of course. But we usually stop there. Life is school. I do think it’s important to look at life that way. But that is not all there is.

All these emotions and experiences, they came for that too. We are here to experience. And if you are intentional, and willing to heal the hurt parts of you, most of those experiences can be so fucking good! That inner ethereal being is CRAVING pleasure and love and excitement. Craving the things in life, it came here to experience.

For some of us, like myself… That is love and travel and parties and meeting new people and having this big, exciting life. For others that is love, and softness, and simple pleasures. And pretty much everything in between.

But we get so hung up on the other part, the making money, and taking care of what needs taken care of, that we forget to enjoy the ride.

So what does that look like?

It looks different for everyone. But I always recommend starting small. Little rituals throughout the day to help you remember to slow down and find the things that bring you pleasure and joy.

For me… its.

Sex. Fuck do I love the sexual experience. Probably more than most, and certainly more the most women at this point in time. Though, I think as women start to unlock their pleasure that really wont be as much of a thing, but I digress. I love that, in a GOOD sexual experience, I feel alive, and my entire body catches fire in the most delicious kind of way. I love that my pussy throbs and my brain clears, and I can lose myself in the experience. It can almost be this portal to another planet entirely and I happen to love being on that planet.

Luxury. Look. I know I am an indulgent bitch sometimes. But do you know how often I turn off every light in my house, and shower by candlelight? It’s a lot. I am careful that every product I use on my body, I LOVE. And smells amazing and makes me feel good. I take my time to care for myself, and pay attention to each of me senses, and I absolutely oil myself up and massage as much of myself as possible. I take my time. I make sure my bed is comfortable, and I play music that makes me feel something. Turning every bit of self-care into an experience.

Road trips and travel. There is nothing, and do mean nothing, like a good road trip. The windows are down and good music playing. The joking and the laughter. Maybe a really good book playing. Seeing new things and taking lots of pictures. Taking stops in secluded areas to have some fun in the back seat. Finding good food and taking naps in the sun. Fuck do I love a good road trip. Nothing makes me come alive and be fully in the moment than going on a little adventure. No matter how short or long.

Final thoughts

No matter what it may look like for you, life is for the living. Life is for pleasure and fun and experiences. And no, not everything is going to be that way. But you have the power to make more of your life something delicious and yummy.

think at this point everyone and there fucking mom has heard about taking care of your inner child. Today I want to talk about taking care of your inner ethereal. It makes so much sense to me that the Taking care of your inner child

Podcast to go more in depth about this, coming soon.