Inner Child Just Needs Love

These days I am past the big crises of abuse and healing. Fifteen years of inner work behind me, as I wrote in The River of Forgetting. Old fears still come up—fear of being pushed around, fear of being abandoned, of being crazy and wrong—but sometimes I just cruise along through my days, thankful for what I have.

And on mornings like this, a cold New England rain splattering the windows, my inner child just needs love. Just needs to be held and reassured and loved unconditionally. Yes, you are safe, you are fine just the way you are, you don’t need to prove anything or accomplish anything. Just be here and be loved.

I feel a little embarrassed about it—such a needy child! Should be more grown up. But when I surrender to the tenderness, it can be delicious, nourishing, deep, and quiet. We all need to love and be loved, beginning right here at home in the Self.


Cindy said...

Jane thx for your Inner child memoir. I am just starting my journey of repressed memories. It was so helpful to read about your feelings throughout your book. You have validated me in so many ways. Thank you Cindy

Jane Rowan said...

Hi Cindy,
I am so glad when any of my words are helpful. Please take good care as you go on your brave journey.