Walking the Path of Awareness and Healing
I am an adult. Adult responsibilities. Bills to pay, children to lead, tasks to accomplish, a home to clean and maintain. And yet, there is still a little three-year-old inside of me demanding attention over and over again in the most inopportune times and the unlikeliest of places. I have also witnessed this with many other ‘adults’ who, regardless of their chronological age, are reduced to toddlers demanding what they want even when there is a lack of logic behind the request. I have pondered this for many years and joked with coworkers and friends alike, not understanding the significance of these tantrums, but the dots finally connected for me this week.