🌟 Little Light: The Seed That Wanted to Be Seen 🌟

In Lovella’s land, there were trees that carried tiny sparkles on their leaves. Crumbelina took one of those sparkles and placed it in her palms.
“What is it?” she asked.

Lovella smiled gently.
“It’s a seed. The kind each of us carries in our heart.”
“A beautiful seed,” Crumbelina said.
“And what does it need?”
Lovella sat down beside her. “This seed is born in childhood. Sometimes, when a little child is alone for a while—when they miss a gentle touch, a hug, or someone’s voice—a tiny seed of longing begins to grow inside.”
Crumbelina nodded. “A longing for love?”
“Yes,” Lovella said. “For attention, for safety, for being seen. And when no one comes, the seed stays quiet… but it keeps living.” Crumbelina gazed at the glowing little sprout.
“And what if later someone waters that seed with words that hurt?” Lovella lowered her voice.
“Then the seed grows into sadness. Sometimes people don’t even realize it. It is planted in childhood… and then it is watered by those we love the most.”
“But can it be healed?” Crumbelina asked softly.

Lovella placed her hand on Crumbelina’s little heart.
“Always. It’s enough to come to that seed as you would to a small child. To hold it close.
To tell it: I see you. I’m here. You are loved. And to stop waiting for someone else to do it.”
“So… we heal by giving love to ourselves?” Crumbelina’s eyes began to shine.
“Exactly,” Lovella said. “When you give your inner seed attention, it stops craving painful attention from the outside. And suddenly it discovers that the love within you is far greater than you ever believed.” Crumbelina smiled and gently stroked the sparkle, which in her palms turned into a tiny little light.
“Then from today on, I will lovingly nurture my seed,” she said. “And I won’t let it grow from sadness. Not anymore.” Lovella hugged her. “And even if someone in your life sometimes forgets how precious you are… you won’t forget. Because that is true freedom.

🌈 Message:

Each of us carries in our heart a tiny seed of longing for love.
When we give it the attention and tenderness it once needed, it begins to grow from peace — not from sadness.
The love we are looking for has never gone out within us.
It was only waiting for us to notice it. 💛

🌱 Practice for Little and Big Souls 🌱

Close your eyes for a moment. Place your hand on your heart and softly say to your inner child:
“I see you. I’m here. You are loved.”