Autumn 2013

31.

Little and grown up being. Today- still framed in a world of 'Paperbele', tomorrow- who knows...

I have a privilege to meet an old Soul in a child's body.

Protection and reassurance she is in search for these years of her childhood. I have always felt that. Sometimes- I get scared by the accuracy of my senses, sometimes- I wish I wouldn't feel at all. But that is just sometimes. I am grateful for such a blessing- all other times... 

She links to me, that tiny wise old Soul. She feels. And wants to know... I know. And want to feel... She is granted a freedom over her choice. But she is scared a little, because this is an opposite way to life her Mum explores...

'Shall we take it or leave it?'- in talk are our Souls...

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Am I meant to play a part in the journey of this little Alice, I wonder on my way back home...

by Brigita Stasun