As I grow with the practice of meditation and mindfulness I find a curious change in me. I have started looking out at the world with the eyes of someone from long ago. I was a mindful happy child, I found magic and mystery all around me, I could spend hours with myself and the world around me. As I grew the burdens of the world started to change me, stifle me, condition me. I became someone else, unhappy and lonely, but the seed was always there there, just under the bedcovers, taking a long nap. And now a little sapling is growing from the mud. I feel so blessed for the child awakening within me again.