Dreams And Your Inner Child
Although your inner child may seem like a very distant concept, it is really just you with all of your layers of adult consciousness stripped away. Every night when you go to sleep, your mind gives you another opportunity to visit that inner child as it sinks deep down into your most natural state of being, exposing all of your fears, worries, and most basic needs. When you wake up, it is like emerging from an underwater solitude and climbing up onto a higher, dryer ground. The height that you scale before finally coasting on with your day depends upon how removed you are from your inner child. Some people, the most proper and adult among us, quietly ascend mountains before proceeding with their controlled existences, no longer able to detect the roaring waters of childhood they have subconsciously swum through just moments ago in their sleep.
Your dreams and immediate waking thoughts are the channels through which you communicate with your inner child. Trust them; and though the safety of the “real world” with its simpler, clearer set of rules might beckon you, resist it for a few moments every day and think about what you have learned from your sleep. Do not retreat right away into the security you have made for yourself over the years in relationships, positions of status, and other notions of identity. Allow the lull of your barest impressions to wash over you in its uncomfortable, convoluted collage of honesty. There is much to love about life and the day ahead, but facing your true self every morning will help you to unburden yourself of the mental weight you carry every day, and make you feel like a freer person.
It is amazing that the human mind refreshes, or “reboots” itself in this way every night, bringing us down from the mountain of illusions we create for our everyday lives. Although we cannot help but shake off the waters of our subconscious and go on like regular members of society, we should take advantage of the opportunity we get once a day to revisit our inner child, as it were - and, if possible, leave a trickle between our toes, just to keep a part of us dreaming.
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The article “Dreams and Your Inner Child” gave me a lot of insight. The article explains that dreams can be a channel through which you can communicate with your inner child.
I understand now that my love of children’s movies must stem from a desire to connect with my inner child.
Thank you for bringing this thought from a subconscious to conscious level. I know understand that I need to focus more on connecting with my own inner child.
i’d love to b an actress stupid really no experience or x factor post a reply please.
dreams are your deepest desisires love is in your every interest life is your devotion and death is a must!
I dream to be rich because I work at a church which helps the elderly, disabled, and the homeless and I want to help them just like alot of these rich people doing these foundations I wish to have a foundation of my own.
I dream of being happy,married and a mother.
And all that from an 11 y/o.LOL
Oh yippy.My inner child is telling me I’m running out of time.
My favourite time of the day has always been nightime so I can go to sleep and dream.
Now I’ve read your article I’ve had alot of thoughts on dreaming and my inner child.
I think my inner child wants my to fantasise as much as possible and try to make my childhood something that i’ll never forgot
my dreams, are often vivid and scary, murders a lot of the time, and me figuring out who created them. The other half are people, guys i have liked, and then fantasized about. i dont honestly think that its my inner child telling me that the bloody corps on the sidewalk has something more to do with me, then me eating before i went to bed and having odd dreams about death and madness. I only ever see these things in dreams, i can even watch movies like that. I wonder what that means?
in my most vivid dreams i dream of free flying or of being in a swing and swinging high above any treetops as if i were flying..i never fall tho the fear is always there…it takes my breath away and i love to have my flying dreams…
i ahev a stupid fear of drowning. i can swim so it is stupid, i always thought that drowning would be a very horrid death so when i dream its an adventure where weird things happen, i can live underwater and fly e.t.c. its wonderful, only in my dreams can i feel so free!
i think that being free is very important, there are lots of different types of freedom and nowadays 90% of people feel they are in someways trapped or cant speak . . .
i dont think you can ever be truely free on this earth, even children have some worries and fears even if it is only the bogeyman and the ghost under your bed!
E.Tyris - The fear of drowning is NOT (let me repeat that) NOT a stupid fear - I have it too. I used to be afraid of E.T. the cute little alien from the movie! I thought that he was under my bed! I also used to be scared of burglers! I have a funny story regarding this. I was camping out in my basement one night, since I loved sleeping in unusual places. Well, that night I woke up to hear banging, like pots and pans going into a sack. I thought, “Oh no!! There’s a burgler in the kitchen, and he’s stealing the pots and pans!!” I lay on my sleeping bag for a moment, and then, carefully, slowly climbed the stairs into the kitchen. I didn’t see anyone. I tip-toed up the stairs to the second floor, and took a step into my parent’s bedroom. I gently touched my mom’s shoulder and whispered ever so softly, “Mummy! Mummy! I think there’s a burgler stealing our pots and pans!” She yawned, and sat up.
“Don’t worry about it. It’s just the freezer making ice!”
I can tell you that I was very relieved to find out that a burgler was NOT stealing our pots and pans!!
I had a dream last night that someone fell in love with me. It was a cool dream!!! I also dreamt that I saw 2 fairies - pink and blue!
but i also have tons of bad
dreams too. its
no fun.
I had a dream that my mom came back to see me but I could not see her face we got in my car I said by to my hubby I told him mom & I where going shopping, we goy in the car there was a car accdent at the lights I asked my mom to call 911 all I could see was her hands not her face & I heard her voice. I got out of my car to see if I could help and a little girl came over put her arm around me and said it will be ok I looked around & it was me at the age of 5yrs old.Then I woke up I had to go out with my kids as I got ready to go out I looked out side and I saw my self again I was in my red coat& my blue snow pants I was looking up at the falling snow I then I trund around I waved to me then I was gone. What does that meen.
As a child you always heard adults say that, “age is just a number.” I understand that phrase now. My childhood was full of struggle. I would locked myself in my room away from the chaos and drown myself in inventing,drawing and creating a different world that I could escape to. I also dreamt of getting older, so that I may have freedom to leave. When I was 15, I started to mourn for my childhood (even though I looked like I was 10). I was no longer the baby of the family and It was wrong and immature to “play.” How could this be? I’m gaining freedom and losing the freedom to be imaginative. I am now an adult, I’ll be 32 in 8 days. I lie about my age all the time. Looking young for my age, now has it’s advantages:) I got carded today and it made my day. I now mourn for 20’s. My friends are getting married and having kids and I cringe at the thought of doing it myself. I feel that if I do those things it will finalize my youth, but I still have a strong connection with children, because I remember it so well. I even have memories from when I was 2 yrs old. It’s kinda freakish. I know exactly how it feels. I have never forgotten. Babies ride past me is strollers and smile, like they know who I am in the inside and she smiles back. A few months back I went to a children’s Peter Pan gallery. Pictures of the characters were all over the walls. They had a trunk filled with notes to the characters and I HAD to join in. I wrote a note to Peter Pan and promised him that I would never grow up. I intend to keep this promise, but how can I do it AND continue to grow and age? I don’t feel like I fit in any age range any more.
You have a great website. Keep up the good work. I dream to be rich because I work at a church which helps the elderly, disabled, and the homeless and I want to help them just like a lot of these rich people doing these foundations. I wish to have a foundation of my own.
I am greatly astonished by your piece of writing about the inner child…Many a time, I guess I’ve shirked the responsibility with my onw self by indulging myself in the restless train of this hustle and bustle life…Many a moment I’ve neglected the task of dusting off the woes that are heaped on the felicity of my immemorial,tranquil past…Your work has rescued my precious inner child from an ever-lasting sleep, giving it a chance to beautify my life…
I am convinced that people remain children all their lives. If not 6 years old then 12. People only play grown-ups like they’re on stage because we don’t necessarily need the truth. For all the supposed “important actions,” our true selves remain silent, and we remain a child, all the while playing the roles imposed on us by the civilisation we live in.
I always knew that there was something more to dreams then nightmares and good dreams and bad dreams. I just didn’t know what it was.