Love of a Child Opens Door to Heaven

Go within to rediscover your child’s innocence

Listening to the story about the Buddha, I was reminded the other day about something I have meditated upon for a number of years. And that is returning to a point in my life as a youngster who felt unconditional love.

Siddhartha was a prince who left his father’s kingdom as well as his wife and child in search of why there was so much suffering in life. He tried to understand life by depriving himself of pleasure and after six years of wandering through India, he nearly starved himself to death looking for the answer.

Upon reflection one day, he remembered a moment when he was a child and felt a calm and peaceful feeling encompass his entire being. There was no worry, no wants and no “thing” that bothered him. He was one with the Universe and the Universe was one with him. He tasted what poets and holy men later called Nirvana and Heaven on Earth.

I believe that I too have felt that direct contact with whatever you want to call that entity inside of us. Some call it God, Buddha Nature or the Christ Consciousness.

I call it the “wisdom I was born with.”

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Go within to rediscover your child’s innocence

I have found that I can tap into it when I become as guileless as a child who sees no past and no future, but only the present which is a glorious thing if you simply dwell on it.

It starts with seeking silence and reflection on what you remember as love as a beautiful child. It’s still there. It will always be there!

Michael J

2 comments on “Love of a Child Opens Door to Heaven

  1. souldipper says:

    I share this with you, Michael – I remember that “connection” as a very young child. I repeatedly made a sound – way back in my throat – that would take me there instantly. It was nowhere and everywhere and it seemed to super energize me in the sense that everything was perfect. I could never have put it into words – it’s even hard now.

    Another thing that came out of it, I knew if I didn’t want to be picked up, I could make myself “heavy”. My brother would try to lift me and would have to get one of the bigger kids. I knew I was doing it and was having quite a chuckle while it was going on!

    I’m enjoying Deepak as well!

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