Do you have a playground story? A specific moment where you lost sight of your perfect, unique spirit?
For some of us, there isn’t a defining moment. There is just a gradual sense of loss. We often don't even notice it until much later in life. When we've done all we are "supposed to do" to feel good about ourselves and gain approval from others, but it isn't enough. We've checked all the boxes but still don't feel whole.
But in reality we emerge into this world already whole. We are born a beautiful spirit manifested in human form. We are perfection and at birth we naturally embody that knowing.
And then through the human experience, we lose that knowing.