Using the non-dominant hand to contact our Inner Child

What I am going to write about in this Hub will be met with either amazement or skepticism. It’s unlikely there’ll be any half measures. But I can assure you that it is, to use the Australian vernacular, ‘fair dinkum;’ in other words, true.

Some years ago I read a book by a woman who said that we can contact our own ‘Inner Child’ by the use of our non-dominant hand. We ask questions of oneself with our dominant hand – in my case, my right hand – and transfer the pen to the other hand to receive the answers from the ‘Child within.’ Below is the conversation I had with my own Inner Child just this day. I am now seventy-six years of age. The Inner Child in this case would have been around five or six, I suspect, for that is the time being talked about here.

Here’s how I started:

Is there anything to this three-year-old child said to be residing in everyone? If so, can this baby talk to me – as I am now – through my non-dominant hand?

(Here is the answer. From here on what is said by me as an adult and me as a child -the ability to write and use words - is taken for granted as something within the physicality of me today)

Can’t you see yet that you are not able to come to me, as you want me to be like you and I am not? I am not able to gain your attention.

You have my attention now. I love you, you know. You are the foundation on which my character is built and I’m very happy with that character. Thank you for being so wonderful.

Love me, then.

I do love you – unreservedly- totally. You are me.

Yes, I am. This is truly wonderful; being able to talk like this.

It is. It truly is. You say you’re not able to gain my attention. Can you help me to help you?

Only by using your skill as you are doing now. You can forgive me for running away.

(This harks back to a time when I ran away and left a young friend to save his little brother when a storm water canal we were ‘exploring’ suddenly began to fill with water. A sudden thunderstorm resulting in a cloudburst and torrential rain was causing it to quickly flood. I climbed out and left him to get his infant brother out all by himself. The shame of doing that hit me hard, a minute or two later and, apparently, has stayed with me for life)

I remember. And I totally forgive you.

That makes me feel a lot, lot better.

Can I use this conversation here as an essay, a Hub, and publicize it so many can read it? Is that okay with you?

Only if you tell them the truth. I mean about my running away for The Quaggy. (The name of the river which was concreted in as a storm water drain. The Quaggy drains into the River Thames, in London)

Okay.

Brian Goodenough saved my life, remember?

(Brian was the boy I’d left to save himself and his toddler brother. Brian was later to save my life when

I was drowning in a swimming pool. He pulled me out)

I do.

Tell Brian I love him.

I haven’t seen Brian in well over sixty years.

Oh, he’s around. No one dies.

Yes. No one dies. But can I contact him?

You’ll need to ask him that.

Now?

You’re able to do it – yes.

Okay. Hold on.

(I close my eyes and visualize Brian as he would have been. After a while I receive this answer. I don’t know whether it came from Brian or from my Inner Child)

You’re all right now. All is forgiven by all of us.

Thank you. And Brian? Was that reply his or yours?

Brian says he loves you. That is why he came into your life so early.

Thanks. I’m going to stop this communications now.

I love you, Older Self. Goodbye. You’ve made me feel a good deal happier.

I’m glad. And thanks for everything.

That concludes what occurred. I hope you enjoyed reading Using the non-dominant hand to contact our inner child. I wish you well.