A child sitting curled up in a cosy corner, surrounded by their books, pillow and toys – their own little world The same child now standing near the doorway, one hand raised in a calm STOP gesture, protecting their little world behind them

Mirror of Boundaries

My Little World

Touch the image. First you will meet the child who hides in their little world, unsure if they are allowed to keep it. Then you will meet the child who stands up and says a clear, loving NO.

When “No” Becomes a Way of Loving Yourself

In the beginning there is only confusion.

A small body, a small room, a small corner that feels like the only safe place in the world.

The child sits there, knees pulled close,

wrapped in a blanket of toys and quiet thoughts.

This is their little world – soft, fragile, sacred –

but no one has ever told them they have the right to protect it.

They don’t know the word “boundary”.

They only know a feeling:

“Please… not now.”

“Please… don’t come in yet.”

“Please… let me stay here for a while.”

But the world does not always listen to whispers.

Sometimes it rushes in without knocking.

Sometimes it is too loud, too demanding, too close.

So the child lets people in even when they don’t want to.

They open the door when their whole body wants to stay behind it.

They say “okay” when every cell inside them is already tired.

They don’t know that boundaries are not a punishment.

They don’t know that “no” can also mean “I love myself”.

They don’t know that silence is sacred, too.

This mirror exists for that moment.

The moment when the child suddenly notices

that in their small hands

there is something they have never seen before:

power.

Not the power to hurt.

Not the power to win.

The power to protect the soft place inside.

At first, their voice trembles.

At first, they want to run back to the corner.

At first, the shadow at the door seems much too big.

And then… they stand up.

They face the doorway.

They raise one small hand.

And they say:

“NO.”

Not in anger.

Not to punish anyone.

But because at last, they have heard themselves.

This little world is sacred.

It is where their heart beats in its own rhythm.

It is the space where their soul can breathe without explaining why.

And so every time you say “no” to what crushes you,

you are really saying:

“Yes – to my own peace.”

“Yes – to the child inside me who still needs quiet.”

“Yes – to the part of me that is tired of being invaded.”

Your “NO” is not the end of love.

Your “NO” is the form love takes when it finally includes you.

When someone steps into your little world

Below you will see sentences that cross boundaries – especially a child’s boundaries. Read them slowly. Notice what they do in your body. And then press your own NO.

“It’s your fault we are all upset.”

If you like, you can think of your own sentence – something you heard as a child – and imagine pressing this NO for that, too.

Somewhere inside you, the child who once whispered “Do I have the right to say no?” is still sitting in the corner.

Every time you press your invisible STOP button, every time you say “No. This is too much. This is not mine,” that child stands a little taller.

Your little world is not selfish. It is sacred. And you are allowed to protect it.