Is the title of one of my favorite films of all time, which I watched for the first time when I was 15. Also, nobody knows via my healing practice how into films I am. This is 1000% non healing related, I know, that’s new (but it is inner-child related, therefore healing). But I wanted to share this because this film, as brutal as it is to watch, really reminds me of the simple moments in life that brought me so much joy as a little child. Brief spoiler alert: these kids are abandoned by their mom, they have no money and no way of knowing when/if she’ll come back. Yet, they revel in each other’s company and still find ways to experience the world. The film is shot from a child’s perspective- pure and nonjudgmental.

As a child, I never thought about the next thing I had to do, I never had a care in the world except what was immediately experienced- the joy I would have discovering the world for the first time. Every single thing was approached curiously, with wonder.

I think we can all benefit from being reminded of it. As adults our lives become so burdened by responsibility. By “the next thing”. It’s hard for me to be here for this thing. I lost touch with the simple things. But, if we can appreciate the simplicity of life, that’s how we can truly live it.

I had a breakthrough very recently where I felt so in touch with gratitude that I spontaneously started crying. It’s really hard for me to cry. I realized that I can be so focused on finding a miracle when the miracle is that I am alive right now. That I have this body, and this body can make contact with this physical world we live in and discover it all again.