My Mind Like a Baby

When I Started Treating My Mind Like a Baby

By Atka

There’s something I’ve come to realize—not all at once, but slowly, like a sunrise creeping into a dark room.

I am the Mother Divine. And my mind? It’s just a baby.

That sounds poetic, maybe even a bit dramatic, but it changed everything for me.

You see, my mind can be loud.
It jumps between thoughts, reacts to the smallest triggers, creates stories, spirals, doubts.
It plans, worries, remembers, overthinks.
Some days, it feels like it won’t stop moving.

For a long time, I fought with it. Tried to control it. Tried to reason with it.
Or worse—ignored it completely.

But then it hit me: What if my mind isn’t misbehaving?
What if it’s just… tired? Scared? Overwhelmed?

Like a baby.

And just like a baby, it doesn’t need to be fixed. It needs to be held.
Lovingly. Gently. Patiently.

When I started treating my mind like a baby—my baby—I stopped being at war with it. I didn’t try to silence it forcefully.
I listened. I cradled. I soothed.

And slowly, the noise settled.

What I’ve learned is this: peace doesn’t come from achieving more or fixing everything around me. It comes from pausing… and putting the baby to sleep.

When the mind is quiet, I return to myself.
I don’t disappear—I emerge.
The fog lifts. My energy softens.
My clarity comes back. My creativity returns.
I stop running and start being.

It’s not always easy. Some days, the baby cries louder than others.
But every time I stop, breathe, and settle within… I reclaim something sacred.

I reclaim me.

The world doesn’t have to change for me to feel peace.
Because when the baby (my mind) rests, the Mother Divine (my awareness) rises.

And she… is kind, steady, and powerful.

So if your mind feels messy, wild, restless today—maybe it just needs your love.
Not your judgment. Not your discipline. Just your presence.

Hold it gently.
Put it to sleep.

And let yourself rise.