A Children's Story :
but not really . . .
by Gwyneth McNeil
sky is bright!"
"I know," she said, "It's the only way
I know how to make it."
"And your moon is very, very soft."
"Well, that's because it's new yet,
and young. Like you."
"Will you always be here?" I asked, hoping, but not daring speak the hope
for fear that words spoken would dash it all.
"Oh yes," she said, "at least,
as long as you are. You care
for me. When I am cared for,
I live. And when I live, you
will always have a place to grow."
And then she smiled. And the air twinkled. But
only I saw it. For this was a
very private twinkling, as all " first twinkling’s " are.
And I relaxed, heaving a sigh deep into her
And I slept, as she told me of ages past and
all the wonderful nows and possible futures.
And sleeping, I awoke.
"Good morning," she said.
"Oh, it is! Oh yes, it really is!"
And I jumped, and I ran, and I breathed, and I shouted, and I sang! She
She rested then, and made ready the ground for
Auh-Om, and Hallelujah !
Gwyneth McNeil is an accomplished facilitator, mentor and coach
utilizing traditional and non traditional techniques to facilitate, support
and encourage you to remember who you are.
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