To get things done, we must speak nicely to ourselves.

If you’re looking after a child, and you want to take them out for a walk, you can either say, pop your wellies on, or which wellie will you pop on first? You don’t need to state whether they choose the left, or right – you want to instil a sense of fun, and keep gentle authority.

The same applies to us, and our inner child, and this is especially important for those of us who have endured tough childhoods; where kindness was swapped with cruelty. This is because we are more prone to self-sabotage, since the only warmth we received, was probably from books or cartoons.

As adult children, we tend to keep such characteristically hindering traits- to ourselves. Maybe we’re embarrassed by these nicks in our psyche.  Or, that they are so deeply imbedded in our subconscious, that when we feel frustrated, we cannot pinpoint the root of our obstructions. But we STILL need to get things done.

I am no psychologist. I merely share my experiences, since I received no maternal nurturing, and was a disabled child parent. I have spent the last five years studying my own idiosyncrasies, honestly, and as though combing my mind. It’s work-in-progress, affording me more mind clarity, and growing units of happiness during my journey.

Accepting both that my childhood was interrupted, and that I function best – when I appeal to my inner child: – to move forwards with my daily functions, and dreams; I no longer wrestle with toddler Emma. I crouch down to myself, using uplifting bouncy language and tones to self-coax me, how about we get on with writing your book this morning, then later I will take you for a little walkie … I supply self with lots of treats, cutting up fruits, easy -to-grab, in the fridge- so I keep well nourished.

I am an advocate for eating wholefoods, and continue learning about the nutritional benefits of varying produce. Eating properly positively affects our temperament and mood.  I must keep slim to keep myself mobile. The cerebral palsy is more of a nuisance in my fifties, so I make healthy -eating into a game. Let’s see if you can eat six portions every day, then I will treat you to a relaxing bath later.    Frankly, I add childish fun to most things I do, as it boosts a sense of excitement, and wonderment to the soul, the atoms, or dots of us. Our soul. When I was a kid, I always wanted a multicoloured rainbow biro pen. Thanks to my lovely friend Jo, I now have one! I use it every day for chapter planning. I love all the pretty pastel-coloured nibs, and feel so lucky that my closest friends are all from my childhood. We’re all still children at heart, and it’s thoroughly beneficial for us to remember this. Who really needs to feel bound by the bore of falling into a rigid old mindset. Not me – hooray!

I hope you find this helpful.

SUNNY wishes,

Emma xx