Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Little Boy Lost


    I want to tell you a story that I think you will find interesting.  There was this little boy who lost himself and had to become a man at a very early age.  He grew up hard and he felt alone; at times unloved.  As a result of the way he grew up he became a protector for those in need because he never felt protected.   I imagine he dreamed of all the things he would do if he could; that’s when the hero took form.   He would hide under his house to keep from his abusive father’s grasp, but never far from his mother’s loving arms.  I think he wanted to be sure that she too was safe because his father would often times beat his mother.
     As a man, he is distant and some times cold because he hides parts of himself from the world.  That part of himself desperately needs to be nourished and cared for but instead is being neglected.  To him this part of self is a weakness that he (the man) can’t afford to have.  Within self is this longing that is growing because it is constantly being denied.  He doesn’t want to show his weakness because it would leave him vulnerable; open.  Some pains you can never forget.  His fear is that someone will see and know.  “To thy own self be true.”
     I say, “this little boy needs to mourn for the little boy trapped under the building hiding away in fear.”  He needs to weep for his pain, for his hurt, for his sorrow.  Then he needs to rejoice for his hope, for his love, for his life, and for all that is to come.  He needs to believe and to accept that he is good and just; that nothing can take this away from him.  He also needs to realize that he can not save the world.
     Why do you think he hides under that building?  I’ve thought of this a lot lately.  He could of went some where else and been safe from the monster but he stayed there close to her.  I think he wanted to save her but every time he failed and that took a toll on him; more than he ever realized.   I also think that he is now afraid of becoming the monster that he (the little boy) hid from.  He doesn’t realize that he has the key inside him to change this situation. 
     I want to tell that little boy that he is safe, that he is loved, and that within him is all he needs to fix the man that is now in turmoil.  I’m wondering what would you tell him…
     I hope you found my story interesting.  I have to go for now.

Much love, PJ.


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