Innocence is Real

There are few who would argue that a child, a newborn, an infant is anything other than innocent. As children come into the world, we perceive their innocence and delight in it. At the core of us all, that innocence remains.

A child may make a mess in their diaper. A child may even pee on their parents; nonetheless, their innocence remains.

Most of us would agree that a parent who rejects their own child, who hates their child, has something wrong with them. Or, at least, something is off in the way that they look at the world. And there are few who would blame that child for the mistaken perceptions and judgments and hatred of their parents.

Does being forgotten or ignored make a thing unreal? Does a parent forgetting or denying that the child is innocent somehow make the child anything other than innocent?

Which is more real? The innocence or the judgment? What is truth and what is fiction? And, if one is fiction, a fantasy, not worth believing in, an idea, a thought, to be seen as unreal and discarded and forgotten, what happens when thoughts shift?

Does innocence cease to be because it is forgotten, ignored or disbelieved in?  What about judgment?  Which is real and which is an illusion?

Who can deny the innocence, the beauty and the joy seen in a child at play?  Imagine or remember watching children at play, children at the park laughing and playing completely wrapped up in their games.  Have you ever seen the pure joy and delight that a child feels in blowing bubbles?  Is their innocence real?  Is their joy real?  Is their beauty real?

Consider the happy laughter of a child blowing bubbles and try to deny that the child is innocent and that in innocence is joy.  Who can deny that in that moment, love of life is felt by that child?  There is love which is there, which is real, which in that moment of play is remembered and allowed to be expressed, creating something beautiful that can be appreciated by anyone who looks upon it.

What happens if you try to call the child at play worthless?  What happens if you try to pretend that there is something wrong with a child laughing and playing and blowing bubbles?  How well does judgment stand up?

Does the beauty of the innocence and joy of the child vanish because someone calls it worthless? Does that moment of joy which many look on and appreciate and see the beauty in somehow lose it’s power to bring joy because a person doesn’t appreciate it?  Does judgment have the power to destroy innocence?  Or, perhaps, simply to distract from it and ignore it; but, only so long as a person believes in it…

And, even if physically that child IS dirty, they’ve been laughing and playing in the mud, does the innocence of the child vanish because one is upset with them for getting dirty?  But, what happens to that child’s ability to PERCEIVE their own innocence when someone they love is judging them?  Does the innocence go away when it is forgotten?  Or, perhaps, does the storm cloud of judgment simply block its expression?

If a child tracks mud in the house, are they REALLY less innocent?  Is that action anything other than innocent?

Does innocence ever REALLY go away?  It can certainly be disbelieved; but, are beliefs reality?

What happens if you BELIEVE in the innocence, in yourself and in others, and start to see judgment as something fundamentally unreal, which cannot touch or harm the innocence of self or another?

What if the truth is that you are innocent and worthy of love and have been all along?

We sometimes think and may even believe that innocence within us is gone; but, is it gone or has it simply vanished from our sight?  Is it gone; or, perhaps, simply forgotten?

Does the sun stop shining because a cloud has moved in front of it?  Do those clouds intrude on the reality of the shining light of the sun?  When the earth turns and we experience nighttime; does the turning of the earth make the sun go away or stop it from shining?

Can innocence ever REALLY vanish or is it something innate within you, within me, within everyone, which can be forgotten or ignored; but, never really taken away?

What if you came to believe that deep down, fundamentally, you are wholly innocent and always have been?  How does thinking, feeling and believing that you are wholly innocent change your vision of yourself?  How does thinking, feeling and believing that ALL men are wholly and fundamentally innocent change your attitudes towards others?

What actions flow naturally from BELIEVING in the innocence, even when it’s not always apparent in actions?  How many of those actions that you have judged others by come from them not believing in their own innocence or yours?  What if though seeing and believing in the innocence of ALL, you could start to set an example and teach and remind others of the innocence within them, that they may have forgotten?

Thank you for reading and God Bless.