LET THE STARS FLY AND BLOOM
Some have the deep conviction that we can only recognize a thing if we saw it before. The Persistent Cloud has a different conviction; she believes she can only truly recognize what was since ever inhabiting some corner of her soul, even if she never saw it before in the world around. All true things exist in every soul before they come to existence. Some souls forget to look inside and truth never comes to life.
The Persistent Cloud feels happy for living in a world where every being enjoys the daily journeys across the soul. They are daily creators even if they don’t move a finger. They don’t have to do it. The environment is perfect to bring to life the infinite soul corners. Some revelations are entirely new, some are reprises.
The first morning of the world was breaking but the sun wasn’t shining alone. In fact, the sunlight seemed softly deemed by a kind or wavering mist coming both from the sea and the forest. Only the mist coming from the sea was fresh and bluish and the mist coming from the forest was a kind of spreading glow. Little by little, from the bosom of the glow thousands of tiny stars were emerging and flying in all directions. The Persistent Cloud began her dance singing a new old song. And she wasn’t the only one enjoying the amazement. Below, the Little Bird and the Tiny Ant had stopped all their tasks and daily enjoyment and were very quietly standing on the top of a rock by the sea. They weren’t even talking to each other, just looking around and smiling gently.
Then, suddenly, the Tiny Ant began to shout very loud, so loud that even the Persistent Cloud looked down.
─ Look, look, Birdie! Look over the sea. The air is jumping like a kangaroo! Or perhaps it’s just a hiccup crisis…! Does the air have hiccups? ─ The Tiny Ant asked.
─ Oh, Antie, I think I can guess who is coming. It’s not just air, it’s the Rider ─ Birdie declared.
─ The Restless?! ─ Antie asked with big surprise.
─ Who else? ─ Birdie confirmed.
─ Then I think he’s not completely well. If that’s not hiccups then he is coughing and sneezing… I wish he wasn’t because he is disturbing our magical moment… ─ the Tiny Ant complained.
The Persistent Cloud didn’t interfere in their conversation. Once she looked she was sure though she didn’t see anyone. She didn’t want to interrupt the Spring Fireflies Rain, as she called it sometimes, to explain him what was going on. She wished he could understand by himself. That was a new experience for him, but it was one of those experiences that she recognized since the first time. So, this time, she called him and asked him very gently to stay there very quietly by her side without talking, at least for a while. And he did it. Among some coughing and sneezing he just said “bad morning, principessa”, but she didn’t even answer. After some time, he stopped coughing and sneezing and then she also stopped her dance and decided to reveal what was going on.
─ Good morning to you, Restless Rider! In the day you should feel happier than ever you seem in a very bad mood… What’s going on with you? ─ She asked.
─ I steel don’t know for sure… but when I was arriving here I began to feel there were a kind of invaders in the air and this place didn’t seem the same anymore. I felt a kind of allergy, my eyes began to cry and I couldn’t stop coughing and sneezing. I couldn’t see or hear; I felt I was stumbling on myself inside in a foggy bubble and I couldn’t come out. Only a few moments ago I began to see and hear again and now I breathe softly and feel very tranquil… So, I don’t really know what is happening to me… but I bet you know, don’t you, principessa?
─ I do, Restless Rider and I’ll try to explain to you though I preferred not doing it… because there’s no better way of understanding than feeling… and because this moment is too precious, mainly for you. To me it’s a wonderful reprise. I’m feeling around what’s inside me. But to you is the beginning of a revelation that you will recognize. I believe you will. So the first thing to do is to look inside, but look really deep and with transparency. I’m sure you’ll recognize what you are experiencing now…
While she was talking gently the Restless rider was changing. He closed his eyes and just felt the atmosphere and the glowing mist. When he opened his eyes again, the magical moment was already in another stage. Now he could see everything so clearly. The mist was still there but from the middle millions of tiny flying lights were arising and spreading in all directions. Then some began to fall like sparkling drops of rain. He saw the Persistent Cloud opening her hands and drops of light falling in her palms and dissolving in her skin. He looked around and saw the Little Bird, the Tiny Ant and the Luminous Woman doing the same. It was touching to see the Tiny Ant with his very tiny hands shinning and smiling; and the Little Bird waving her wings across the rain of light. But what was really amazing to him was that the drops were choosing to fall in their hands, they didn’t have even to try to catch them. Those light drops were like offerings from the sky. And when the first drop fell naturally in one of his hands and solved in his skin he felt a new being was being born inside of him.
─ But from where are coming all these smooth fireflies, principessa? ─ He asked in amazement.
─ They seem fireflies but are not fireflies. They are light flowers from our trees of dreams. They only fall and melt in the hands that are prepared to receive them. Every year they bloom, sometimes only once, sometimes many times. But each time they do it they do it for us, for all that are prepared to receive in their hands their dream flowers. I’ve received them many times in my hands. I recognize them and they recognize me. We are just joining again what was always together. And each time they bloom and fly and fall in our hands our souls expand and feel again the primordial light.
─ So that’s why now I feel lighter and filled with a new life. That’s why I recognize again this place as my only true home. And that’s why I feel I’m always here and seeing you seems to me always the first time, since the beginning until now. ─ He declared with true emotion.
─ Stop or you’ll make me cry. I’m so happy that you are being limpid and warm… And you’ll see the magic will go on. This is just the morning. All this light flowers will keep shining through the day and the night, today and every day because when this day is over the light dreams that got inside of you will remain there forever. And there’s always more and more because Spring reprise will come again and again…
─ I believe it will. So let’s dance in the light rain! – The Restless Rider invited.
Below the Tiny Ant was jumping with joy. The view from that rock was wonderful but she wanted to go to a higher place to see better, to see more. So she made a proposition to the Little Bird.
─ Birdie, why don’t we go to the top of that mountain? We’ll have the most wonderful view!
─ That’s a wonderful idea Antie. But don’t tell me that you want to cross that bridge of drops again by yourself… You know the best way to get to the top of the mountain… on my back!
─ No, today I’m not crossing that bridge. I made it and I crossed it before by myself, now I know I can do it… So let’s fly to the mountain!
And there they went across the glowing mist. Above the mist the view was also magnificent. And they weren’t the only ones appreciating the view from above. On the top of the mountain was already the Luminous Woman. She just made a sign to them with her hand and they both installed on her shoulder.
─ Luminous, do you prefer the roof of lights that you can see from below or the moving carpet of lights that you see from up here? ─ The Tiny Ant asked very curious.
─ I prefer both and I love the same way the light flowers that fall in my hands and all those that fly up much above our heads to plant more and more stars in the sky. Well, now you know where the stars are coming from. They are dreams that no one received on Earth so they went to Sky to shine there for the whole world. Our Forest of Light and Dreams is really infinite! Our trees are great gardeners of the sky, aren’t they? And we are their gardeners, so this magic is also our work… but don’t tell anybody. Let them think that stars are just a mass of gas and rock and ice coming from the beginning of time… and there’s also an immense beauty in that.
─ Luminous, what more secrets do you keep to yourself? No, don’t tell me now… Tell me along the way… ─ Birdie asked with a kind of respectful devotion.
And when the night slowly came and millions of light dreams filled the sky with dream stars, they discovered another secret. The Luminous Woman opened her arms covered by a translucent veil decorated with flower lights and glided through the air.
─ Come with me, little ones! ─ She invited.
Yes, she could fly too and they were flying as one.
São Ludovino, 27/4/2018
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