i think that for a lot of women who experience emotional healing as adults, there’s a kind of coming full circle back to who we were as kids, before we learned to be scared and to demure and to minimize ourselves. i love this so much. i’ve said it before but age brings freedom. we age out of the phase in which the patriarchal ideals fall most heavily on us, and that’s a gift. being an older woman is also to be a nurturer to the inner child, a safer place for our most tender & carefree inner parts. life is hard, and it remains hard, but as we age we take all of our younger selves with us, we gather them up and we learn to treat them w kindness, and they feel safe enough then to come out and play! we become fecund w our own and each other’s inmost selves
