The Girl in the Pink Pajamas
The Night I Met the Girl Who Once Wore My Pink Pajamas
My eyes popped open while I lay in that in-between world, the awake-dream state where the unconscious speaks with no filter and no hesitation. I was wrapped in the most comfortable bed I had ever slept in, held by a stillness that felt both familiar and impossibly soft.
As I pulled the covers back to stand, I glanced down, pink pyjamas. Youthful, childlike, untouched by time. Not the pajamas I believed I fell asleep in. Confused, I rose and walked toward the bedroom door, and as I walked through into the corridor, a voice, soft, thoughtful, caring, greeted me like a truth I had been trying to remember throughout life.
“Can you see that young girl you have been so hard on, so angry at? The one you kept hoping someone would finally believe? Corrie… she made it. She became everything she dreamt of, just not everything the illusions of your mind keeps creating, but everything she knew she was meant to be. You are here.” In that instant, something fundamental shifted.
I realized just how powerful the unconscious is. How it can hold us hostage inside memories, beliefs, and emotions we never got to finish processing. How it can keep us chasing validation, reliving disappointment, and searching outside ourselves for what was always meant to be resolved within.
We all hold a little madness. A little “psychotic” and I don’t mean in the clinical sense, but in the spiritual sense. It’s the split between the Self we are living as… and the Self inside us that never grew past the pain. We can be delusional to the truths we don’t want to see. We can create stories that tell us we are not enough in our mind and find the evidence to justify believing in something that was never a truth but a falsehood of the mind. And when that inner child, inner teenager, inner archetype is left un-nurtured, unseen, or misunderstood, she doesn’t disappear, she becomes a quiet puppeteer pulling at the strings of our adult choices, relationships, and reactions. We call it “This is just who I am.” But no…it’s who we created. A self built in survival, trapped in unfinished stories or micro-managing every situation.
The moment the spell broke was when I walked toward a mirror, and it was as if someone lifted a magical spell off my sight. I didn’t see the wounded girl anymore. I didn’t see the version of me who lived in fear, longing, or old identity. One tear rolled down my cheek and I seen, for the first time I saw a woman who had matured in all ways. Accomplished. Built from years of showing up even when she didn’t feel enough.
I chuckled, even in the dream, wondering, “Who put these pajamas on me? And how long has this part of me been asleep?” There was a little sarcastic humorous grin that now I know has to be my soul’s true identity. But the humor was followed by a surprising sadness.
How much of my life had I missed because I was living in the imagination of the girl in the pink PJs, rather than the life of the woman who had built everything I have today?
How many choices had she made?
How many dreams had she sabotaged or rerouted?
How many relationships did she filter through her fear of not being believed or valued?
I may never know. But what I did know, right there in that moment, was this…I was freed. I could finally see me, the woman.
This is where my strong connection with the power of archetypes, patterns and habits comes in. We don’t just have stories in the bank of memories, we have many characters, entities, Archetypes that we carry. There are many selves that live in our mind. For most people, this awakening is not easy to see until one day it becomes impossible to deny that we carry characters inside us. How? Because we are all influenced and conditioned by the collective consciousness.
The child who felt unheard.The teenager who felt misunderstood. The protector who learned to distrust. The dreamer who was once hopeful. The critic who still wears the voice of someone long gone. These are not just memories; they are archetypal identities, and they influence our choices far more than we realize. When an old story is still active in the psyche, it becomes the director of our internal movie. We don’t live with it, we live through it. And life begins to feel like a repetition of the same storyline, the same emotional tone, the same unresolved ending.
This is where the “spiritual psychosis” comes in, not clinical illness, but a symbolic split. Spiritual Psychosis (as I use the term for this writing is the state of being so internally fragmented, caught between past identities and present realities, that we mentally live in one world while physically living in another. Mentally in the past or beyond, but physically in the present.
It reveals itself in ways we have just come to accept and not question. Such as living on replay, reliving rather than living, seeing life through old wounds. It’s believing the outdated inner narrative more than the present truth or/and using our imagination as a continuation of trauma rather than a tool for creation. It is a form of spiritual madness, but it presents itself as sanity. Repeatedly repeating the habits that’s always left you disappointed and expecting something different. We say things such as: “This is just how I am.” “This is just my personality.” “This is just how life goes.” Meanwhile, the real self is trying to wake us up, nudging us from the inside.
The real freedom came when in the dream I walked out of the PJs. When I realized I was living in my head, not in my life, I chose differently. I stopped trying to rescue or appease the inner younger self, who still demanded the world prove itself to her. I stopped letting old beliefs about being so many things other than the divine truths to dictate my relationships even with myself. I stopped replaying the same emotional storylines that ended the same way every time. I finally stood up, walked out, and seen the screen flash the words, “The end.”
I opened the door and walked into something new, unfamiliar but liberating. I stepped into the woman. The woman who actually built my life.
The woman who… kept saying yes.
The woman who…kept growing.
The woman who… endured the storms and still created beauty.
I stepped into my heart. My presence. The life waiting to be lived, breathing into the moments that require me to trust.
I didn’t trust, life had provided all the evidence needed to never trust anyone including myself. A fearful way to live, an exhausting way to exist! I walked into my life fully awake. And that meant letting go, of the illusions, of the leftovers, of the endless self-prophecies spoken by the girl who had placed me in those pink pajamas the night before.
Awakening is not angels tearing open the sky. It’s not a lightning bolt or a dramatic revelation. It’s this, waking up one day and realizing you’ve been living in your mind, not your life. It’s remembering every part of you, all versions! It’s honouring her, thanking her for surviving, but no longer letting her drive. It’s choosing to live awake, in the woman you are today, not the child you once were. It’s stepping out of the pyjamas and into your life.
Who is the “girl in the pink pajamas” within you? What does she still believe about life or about you?
Much Love,
Corrie Thorne-Cameron, Creator / Founder of the More Than Existing Academy of Higher Consciousness
“You don’t need another self-help book. You need a mirror, a story, and the courage to see yourself in both.”
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Nice to meet you! I am the founder/creator of the More Than Existing™️ brand, books, and self-actualization coaching program. My ‘why’ to the work, is to share my stories and gifts in the hope that others may discover that they are so much more than the stories, fears, and insecurities. To become loyal to the longest relationship you will ever have, the relationship with you. As I often share with others, "If you could see what I can see you would never doubt you again!”
I am a woman with a passionate heart, blended in diversity and love, with a belief that the truest of you is waiting to be discovered when you take the journey inward to discover the divine within.
I may never be the right fit for the world, but I finally belong in my world, and I open my heart to invite in more love each and every day.
Much love, Corrie