Angels We Have Heard. . . private time. . . .

 

Can we make the snowman now,  the little one asked.   Almost time,  I said,  almost time.   Well, he said,  when will it be the right time?   And I asked him to think about it.   He was still for a minute and then asked me what I meant.

Well,  I said,  there is a right time and a not so right time about things.   Can you name some things that have a right time?   He looked at me and with a bright smile that showed gleaming teeth,  said, yes!!!   Well then,   I said,  tell me.

And he looked at me and said that it was always a right time to make cookies.   It was a right time to eat ice cream.   And it was a right time to take care of those littler than you.   And it is always a right time to put your toys away when you are ready for bed.   I agreed with all of those and I said that was good thinking.

And then I asked for examples of things that don’t have a right time.   Can you think of some and tell me what those are.   Well, he said,  the not so right time is when you ask me to do something and I am not ready because I am not finished with what I am doing.

Intrigued,  I asked,  what can you possibly be doing that I don’t know about and especially when it is the right time?   And he looked at me with wonder,  puzzled. . . . .you don’t know?    Nooooo,  I said,  I don’t.

Well, he said, when I am doing private things and ‘specially when I am telling secrets and those are private things.

When I am talking to my friends that you don’t see.  And when do you do that,  I asked.   When I play and whisper things to them.   They whisper back but you can’t hear them.   But we have talks and they are my friends.   Who are they,  I asked.   These are good friends from before.   When,  before,  I asked.   Before I came to you,  he said.   They are my forever friends, he said.   Forever.

Hold onto them,  I said.   Hold tightly to them.   And you be their forever friend.   Tell me next time you talk so that I can wait till you are through.   I know,  he said that you have forever friends.   How do you know this,   I asked.   I see you move your lips and I know you are talking to your forever friends.   I watch-ed you, he said.   I watch-ed you.

And then I hugged this little forever friend who watch-ed me.

4 Responses to Angels We Have Heard. . . private time. . . .

  1. Patricia "Trish" Mayfield November 24, 2018 at 12:16 am #

    This is beautiful, Veronica.

    I recall driving my grandson from kindergarten to my house because his parents worked. As we drove down the sloping road that leads toward my home above the bay, he looked up at the towering firs, and asked: Are glaciers as high as those trees? Yes, I told him, and even higher. He got quiet as he worked something over in his 6-year-old mind. Then he said: I died that way once. I was covered all over by a glacier.” We drove the last quarter of a mile in silence. He has never ceased to amaze me. He is going to be 24 in four days, and is working on his masters in Aix, Provence, France, well on his way to becoming a Latin/Greek/Bronze Age scholar.

    • Veronica Hallissey November 24, 2018 at 9:53 am #

      Trish, I seldom print without editing, but your comment is needed desperately in these times because the babies are coming in with open heads. We must support and listen to them and what they remember. As a retired teacher you understand the importance of giving attention and my readers must remember these babes are close to their Source. We were told that if you have a cosmic question, ask a newborn. Thank you for this. Our Earth classroom depends on all of us.

  2. Trish November 24, 2018 at 1:11 pm #

    There are so many similar experiences that have occurred in my family. And yes, we need to listen to the children because they are still close to the Source, and they have valuable information.

  3. Veronica Hallissey November 24, 2018 at 9:32 pm #

    email from Suzanne. . . The wee ones have been there to teach us forever. Never has it been so important as in these times, to really listen to them. They hold the information for saving our planet, for learning Love, for surviving. We must wake up…now

    Sent from my iPhone

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