My children love to run around the house naked and they are just so darn cute when they do. Little naked babies are amazingly adorable! There's something about their fresh smooth skin and baby pudge that makes them lovely.
Obviously it's not okay to be bare when you get older, but I wonder about the spiritual/emotional nakedness that we learn to hide as we grow up too.
My two-almost-three year old still shows all his emotions as soon as they happen. To be honest, so does the almost six year old for the most part, but sometimes there's a check. Sometimes he hides just a little bit.
What happens to our souls when we think we have to hide? To hide who we are, what we think, what we're made of.
It's because we've learned that others judge who we are and what we think and what others think of us begins to matter. We hide just a little more so that we can't be judged, so that we won't be found wanting.
What would it take to allow ourselves to be bare again?
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