From the mouth of babes . . . (2 min read)

The inherent wisdom children have is something to be cherished, nurtured and wondered at! Hoping we can bring the next generations through having lost less of their connection; making their pathway easier.

My now four year old has always loved his crystals. Picking them up at fairs, little gifts and very expensive choices at Glastonbury . . .

I decided that over the last few weeks that I should make an active effort to teach him how to use them properly. Although I work from home, I don’t shove my work down my children’s throats. They may get a bit of healing, we may say prayers of a sort before bed and they meet a huge variety of people.

I tell my children I help people. Which I do. I may understand and interpret the gifted things they say a little differently, but I make no more of a fuss of that than the beautiful art they draw or the lovely song they have just sung.

So even I was pleased when I started to work with him. I ask if he wants to do a crystal grid before he went to bed. Sometimes a yes, sometimes a no. He chooses his crystals, lays them out and I ask what they’re for. Blue and white ones to help him read his book (intelligence and communication). When his sister had an upset tummy he asked for red crystals. For him, for here he said pointing correctly at the root of his spine, for poo! Makes sense! Picking up an orange crystal up and pointing to his back; right on the spine and behind his belly button. Your right mate, for your sacral. And he clearly knows the chakras lie directly on the spine, not on the front. The only help I seem to have given him is to use clear crystals to fill in the gaps (he even wanted to work with 8 for healing, very clever!)

What prompted me to write this was when I had a bath today. My back had been playing up and the hot salt bath I’d thought would help, was relaxing but not really doing what I had planned. My four year old walks in for a wee (typical relaxing bath for a mum then!) And I ask him if he would choose a crystal for me to help my back. He looked at me and said he’d come to build (interpret that as you wish!) But he still went his room and I could hear him rummaging through his crystal box. He came back in with a green fluorite and asked me where my heart was. I showed him and he looked at his own chest and compared, looking concerned as to how he was to work around the extra lumps I had. He then stopped and said ‘you could put it in your bath’. He ummmed for a few seconds and decided to put it on my heart anyway. He trotted off with a grin and my thanks. Correct colour for my heart, but not for the base of my spine.

I placed my hand above it, asked the crystal to heal in the way my son had intended and charged with Reiki. Spine twisted down from the heart for a few seconds and hey presto! Pain much, much releived. So this is emotionally related! It gave me a whole other angle on the source of that pain.

Anyone who knows my son, will know how clever he is. But it isn’t obvious always. He speaks with several speech impediments, can be quiet, and is very happy to play by himself.

How foolish was I to think I needed to teach him anything! It’s clearly there, on a whole other level that I didn’t anticipate. I’m hoping I may have enabled him to connect into the knowledge properly, so it isn’t lost over time, which often happens with children.

This made me think. We sometimes think we’re so clever. We think we know so much. And we’re on the way to knowing even more.

But we don’t. We’ve forgotten more information in becoming clever, thoughtful, knowledge seeking grown ups then we’ll ever be able to regain.

That’s not to say we’re arrogant or egotistical; we just not aware!

In being told at school, and by adults that we have to learn, we’ve set aside our inherent inner knowledge. We’ve taken in externally and we’re forgetting to seek internally.

So this realisation works two fold.

It’s that age old saying of looking within. We hold all the answers within. A bit like the Trolls movie, all we need to make us truly happy, is within us already. We just need to connect in and awaken it.

When I channel information, especially regarding healing, a version of my Higher Self comes through. That’s cool. This is my stuff I’m getting.

But when I really hit the spot is when I seek the information from within. When I act instinctively and intuitively. But I can only do that when I’m practically working with people. So a reminder that in this life anyway, I’m not supposed to be sat in meditation all day long. That if we really want to help the planet in whatever way we are helping, that we can only help Awaken and Raise the planet, by being out and about and doing.

But secondly, it’s not going to happen with this generation; my generation. The Indigo’s if you really really to put a label on us (and I really hate labels).

No way.

It’s going to be our children.

But in order to do this we must ensure they don’t forget the knowledge. That they aren’t convinced they don’t know enough. That they don’t understand. Ensure their confidence in themselves isn’t lost.

This has been somewhat planned; we know the reason for Dyslexia, autism and many, many other labels we place on ourselves, are partly there to break down our relationship with the school system as it exists.

But the rest is up to us! Up to the parents and guardians of the special generation; of the Golden Ones.

The upside is, we don’t need to know what they’re here for; we just need to ensure they don’t forget. I don’t need to understand physics, maths or algebra at any other level than I already do. I just need to allow my children the freedom to facilitate themselves. Sometimes that may mean standing up and fighting for their right to be the bright, sparkly individuals they are.

We need to be careful not to push them down spiritual routes that serve our own Egos or are the ones which live out the parts of ours we lost. But apart from that, it’s actually quite easy.

So what are we worrying about again?

Love as always

Rachael xx

PS my son has just been touching my blue topaz earrings. ‘They’re crystals baby, what colour are they?’ ‘hmmmm, teal’. I had to Google it to find out he was right . . .