Yesterday, I was feeling nostalgic. Not necessarily about my
past, but about the way we look at things when we are younger…There is a
certain magic and naiveté we lose as we get older. It seems to be almost a
biological thing as opposed to a life experience thing. One day I woke-up and “kaput”,
my eyes looked at things though a stronger cynical lens.
I believe one of the most important things as we get older
is not all the things we generally focus on, but the ability to keep some level
of magic in our existence, something that keeps the child inside us alive.
What do you do to keep your inner child alive or what brings
you the feeling of amazement that only a child can feel?
18 comments:
You are right about keeping your inner child and that magic alive. I'm not sure what I do to do it -- but I know I live most compatibly with my inner child and that always makes me smile.
our inner child keeps us vibrant, youthful and happy... i would say lots of laughter keeps me in touch with my inner child and not taking things to seriously unless it's something to be truly serious about. i'm always fascinated by the small things in life and how BIG they can be in my adult life. i guess you could say i'm very close to my inner child and have no plans to vacate her anytime soon, :) have a great day~
Actually, it's that cynical lens that I have that made me cling all the more to whatever magic I can create on canvas. :)
oh. I love the sad clown. Is that a stamp you made? I have wanted to do that.
I don't do much to keep the magic alive. It was the loss of a feeling of joy that I remember as a child that I miss and have not found a way to feel again. Though, I came close when I met my husband. I don't think I can ever feel that innocent childlike joy again, but I think that's okay. I have grown up joy that I feel and try to keep alive. Just being happy with who I am and what I love.
Hi Ana. Beautiful work. What is that you are using? Looks like a pen of some sort? Nice work. I am like I've always been. Always love to joke a round and enjoy life. Have a great day.
Writing the children's books and stories. I love the picture!
I have always had a vivid imagination, so I imagine all the beauty and wonder that I can to counter the darkness...
Lovely post. x
I like the drawing!
Being in the beauty of nature is the closest I come to that childlike joy...lovely drawing!
Lovely drawing, Ana! Photography keeps the inner child in me alive. I look at things as if I'm seeing them for the first time when I'm getting ready to snap a shot after framing it. That sense of 'awe' is constantly being renewed with this hobby.
The drawing is wonderful !
The animals , allowing myself to be in awe and taking time to express creativity ~ keep my inner child active and well :)
I look towards nature for magic and to keep my inner child active ;o) There are so many signs out there! Just through this past winter, I have made a pet squirrel ;o) She is grey and when I go to put the peanuts out, she comes right to me ;o) That sure is magical and makes me so happy inside ;o) xoxo
Nice art work, I wander outside in Mother Nature, cheers Marie
First, ♥ the art.
Second, inner child? My childhood wasn't particularly happy, magical or full of innocence and wonder. Grew up PDQ. Tried with my kids??
such a fun stamp.
i think wandering in the woods, looking at the details, wondering what animals walked by, finding treasures.... keeps my inner child and me alive.
I think we all have an inner child, we just tend to tune her out. Maybe we are afraid of what people might say if, for instance, we decide to forgo an umbrella and take a walk in the rain, or to take off our shoes and splash in the puddles.
Great question Ana, I have been gifted with a five soon to be six year old who reminds me daily what it's like to see things the way a child sees them. For example today she wrote an easter song with lots of musical notes on it (A to Z!!) Did you know there were notes all the way to Z? And she sang it. xX
I see I am not alone as many others turn to Mother Nature to feel like a child again. Splashing in a babbling brook, lying on my belly photographing a mushroom, gazing at the stars in the dark of night, listening to the chick-a-dee-dee-ing of my favorite bird. Why do people say we are "odd" when we act like a child? I will remain forever a child.
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