All too often it happens that we lose touch with the innocence and whimsy of the inner child that is the foundation upon which our adult selves have evolved. When that connection between inner child and responsible adult falters, life will just start killing you at too rapid a pace. As we get older and more and more obligations pile on, it becomes very easy to get disconnected from that childlike joy that was once the only kind of living we knew. You know, when we were actual children. Carefree and cared for, playful and guileless, spontaneous and absolutely inside every moment. Moral compasses are passed down like heirlooms and…