I did my first two inner child healing meditation with tears. My adult self was so badly reaching out to my child self, admiring her resilience and strength. So strong. Yet, I know she's doesn't know how lovable she is. How deserving all the good love. I love you and you are not less of anything, any love, lil S. I vividly remember she forgives everyone that belittle & made fun of her, cause she knows they don't know any better. She's hurt, sometimes helpless with her own flaw, yes. But she never gave up. You deserve every attention, but from my own & not others.
Ramadhan is the night tomorrow and I made every intention to just please make this month, the month of full of right duas. So that I be healed the right way and my duas are granted in the best way. Aamiin. Probably of my period too tomorrow. Allah.. Guide me to making the right duas, to choose the right carefully curated words for what is needed in my life. Aamiin.
Visiting a baby, next.
TGiaH
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