Isn’t it sad that we have to protect and keep the child inside of us so deep, and the world so far away. It is a true treasure, to have held on to the child inside, and the biggest gift you have to share. To be able to laugh at yourself or just laugh out-loud. To be able to see the world for its possibility and know you have something to contribute. To believe in a destiny. To believe in others and the beauty of their possibility. To trust in others and to be trustworthy. To believe in your heart and the voice inside you. To believe in yourself and to have conviction in your believes. To believe you can pursue the things that you want in life, and believe you can get them. To believe in your own beauty, self worth and that you deserve happiness too. To hold on to the curiosity that sets you apart and the drive to learn. To embrace change and new beginnings. To hope to make the world more beautiful and colorful. To believe in reach out and touch others. To be able to believe in bringing joy and happiness to those around you. To still believe in a soul mate. To still want and believe in true love. To want to look for love. To still want to chase after your dreams or just still have them. To look out at life, with the magic and innocence of a child. To believe in God, not because we have gone through hell and we believe that God helped us, but because you just know there is someone, that is guiding you through life. Some one that is always there, and will never leave you. To believe you can still see magic and mystery in the world. To believe in a beautiful world and that you are a part of it. To still feel the tingling and goosebumps of joy. The heat that is overwhelming your senses. The rush of blood through your body.
I have a place inside where the child lives in me. A place filled with love and beauty. The place where my art comes from. A whole other world, a place I go when life is horrid. A place where dreams live and possibilities are born. That place where my spirit sores and my heart lives. I believe in hope and magic. It comes from the kid in me, the true treasure, the gift I have to share (if i am brave). The place inside me, where life is always beautiful. So keep the child inside you close and let your spirit sore. The dreamer!!!
~ Jen Westlund Gonzales