March 18, 2021
Have you ever wondered where children come from? No? Well, I did and I would like to tell you
a story. A story so beautiful and sad, that you might cry. Or laugh. Or smile. A story which
is perhaps designed to cause you to react to it with your true and honest emotions.
Once upon a time there lived a woman. Her name was Lily.
Her beauty was so astounding and honest, that any man who cast his eyes upon her could not
help but stare. It wasn't solely for the way she looked, but mostly for her heart, that her
beauty was so radiant. Lily grew up in a very loving and caring environment and learned about
many useful things early in life. She knew how to eat right, to comfort her stomach with
delicious foods. She knew how to prepare meals that you could only dream of. She knew how to
take care of her body and how to make it so that the skin would be soft and shiny and very
nice indeed. Lily radiated what all women have inside of them. She radiated love, softness
and strength. What most of us have forgotten nowadays is that a woman once used to be gentle
and kind and that women have a very important job on this planet. Women above all are able to
love. They are able to give so much love that you might wonder where all of this love is
coming from. As women are miracles of heaven, of course their love also comes from heaven
itself. It is a gift, so that any child born into this world may grow up in an environment
of love. This specific and very fine woman knew all of this and thus she was waiting for her
husband to appear. Despite what many women around her were doing, she did not engage in any
intimate relationships with men. She new that her body must remain pure, for every time a
man and a woman come together to celebrate love, they exchange their energies. A part of the
man's energy will flow into the woman and she will be connected to him always. Now imagine
having mixed your energies with many different men. That must be very confusing indeed.
Gladly enough this woman knew all about this, so she was patient and learned to wait for the
one man that could make her heart flutter and shine like the sun. For the sun is made of
pure love and not of gas, as modern science likes us to believe. One day a man appeared at
her door and requested to speak with Lily. His name was Jacob. He had seen her the previous
day and her beauty had swept him away. When his eyes found Lily walking across the street,
he was speechless. He had never seen someone like this. It was not the way she looked on the
outside, but the way she was shining from the inside, that he was unable to think or talk or
take his eyes off her. So there he was, standing in front of her house and wondering why he
was even there. Despite the fact that he felt madly in love without even knowing anything
about her, he knew one thing for sure: "I love this woman and I want to marry her and
devote everything that I am, everything that I own and everything that I can give, to her.
For she is the love of my life", or so he thought to himself. Of course his future wife did
not know anything about this and neither did her aunt, who went to fetch her. When finally
the time to wait was over and the door opened once more, there she was, looking at him with
keen and curious eyes.
"Good day dear Sir, I hope you don't mind me asking, but do I know you?", she asked him
bluntly. He stood there with his mouth half open and did not know what to say. Poor fellow.
When ever you will stand in front of your soulmate, you will understand how he must have
"Excuse me, Sir?", she asked once more. This seemed to bring him to his senses,
for her voice was so sweet it spoke right to his heart and he remembered why he came to this
house in the first place. He thought to himself that any woman who could make him feel this
way, is surely worth making a fool of himself. So he once again found his courage and said:
"I'm so sorry, I must look very shifty, standing here staring at you. My name is Jacob
and no, Madam, you do not know me yet, but I would like to change that if you let me. I saw
you the other day walking across the street and something struck me, that I could not
explain. My heart was suddenly beating very fast and I could not take my eyes of you. I have
travelled far in my life, but never have I met anyone like you. I would be delighted to tell
you more about myself if you would agree to join me for a walk, tomorrow at sunset".
The rest is history one might say, or maybe part of a different story. This story is not so
much about the love of a man and a woman, but it is about a child. Let me just briefly tell
you how it went with Lily and Jacob. After spending their first evening together, Lily
already knew in her heart that this Jacob was a special man. He was different from everyone
she knew and he reminded him of someone, only she could not remember ever meeting anyone like
him. After many more such evenings and many conversations had passed, Jacob finally asked Lily
to marry him. He had set up shop in a nearby village and was able to provide for a family. In
other words, he proved his honesty and his strength to work hard for something that was
precious to him. For he was a smart man and as such, he also knew that the man needs to
provide for the family, as the woman will need all her strength and love to feel safe and to
raise their children. After many moons had passed, Lily was about to give birth to
their firstborn son. His name came to her in a dream and she had no doubt that "Gabriel" would
be perfect for him. Both, mother and child were very healthy and I would love to tell you
that after Gabriel was born all lived happily until the end of
their days. Sadly this would not be how things went and I am sure you are already able to
guess what I am about to tell you. Gabriel came into this world just fine. He knew in his
very soul, which is the foundation of every living being, that he was looking forward to
meeting his mother. He was already so excited to meet her while still being inside of her.
Mother and child had often communicated with each other, for both remembered how to use
telepathy and talked to each other without words. This is by the way a much simpler form of
exchange. Words are often unable to truly convey what we would like to express to the other
Gabriel was a very bright soul. Very curious and very loving. Easygoing would be the right
word to describe his very being. As Gabriel's soul reincarnated into his body, everything felt
so warm and nice. He felt so welcome by his mothers spirit that he was overflowing with joy,
knowing that one day he would meet her. He did not understand how it would work or what
exactly would happen. The only thing he knew was that he was wanted and loved. This feeling
of comfort and protection was more than he needed at this moment. No cold breeze and no
hunger. All he knew was comfort and love. Quite the feeling to imagine isn't it? No wonder we
humans crave comfort so much. You could say that this feeling of comfort and love is a
present from god. As we dwell in our mothers womb, we learn to feel what it means to have
everything and to just be happy. The thing to life is that in order to appreciate its richness, we also need to
experience what it means to leave this comfort and learn to see the beauty in everything by
being thankful for our very existence. Now it was time for Gabriel to leave
his comfort bubble and enter a world that needs to be experienced.
Can you imagine how confused Gabriel was when he took his first breath? Suddenly everything was so loud and
bright and simply alarming. He could not help but cry for his mother. Babies are very
well aware of the energy of their mother, as they have lived so long inside of her. They can
recognise their mother by her heartbeat, her smell, her touch, her voice and also by her very
presence. So Gabriel knew that the person who was holding him now, could only be his mother.
Time to snuggle in young man, for this woman holding you right now loves you more than you
can imagine. A mothers job is to love her children, Lily knew that and she was very thankful
to see her beautiful child cradled in her arms, seeking protection and comfort. There was
nothing in the whole world that could have made her more happy than this very moment.
During the first 5 years of his life Gabriel grew to be a curious little boy, who discovered
the world anew every day. He could ask his mother any question and she would answer him with
the voice of an angel. For Lily understood that children see the world in a different way
than most adults do. Children have an open mind. They do not pass judgement yet. You wonder why that is? In order
to judge you need to have an opinion. When everything is new, it is hard to have an opinion
on a lot of things. This is why it is good to listen to children and learn from them, because
they see the world as it is and not how they would like it to be. Children are a present from
heaven and they still remember how angels look like and how "pure bliss" feels like. Of
course this also depends on the child and the people that surround it. In a loving and caring
environment, children can prosper and grow well, like plants in a well maintained garden. Like
flowers, children need love to grow and Gabriel had all the love he could wish for. His
mother always found the time to listen to him and answer his questions without passing
judgement. He was a very lucky boy and Lily was a very lucky mother.
As for Jacob, he felt like the luckiest man alive. He felt so blessed with his beautiful wife
and his beautiful son. Sometimes he sat alone at night watching the stars and felt so happy
that he could not help but cry. He did his best to provide for his family, because that is
what a man must do. In order to receive such a present from heaven, a man must follow his
path and provide his family with everything they need. Hard work cannot buy love of course,
so his main job is be to make his wife happy, so that she can care for the children and love
her husband in return. Women have a way of caring for others that is beyond anything a man
can wish for. Men have the ability to work hard and earn a living. Now you are probably
thinking "what an old-school thing to say", right? Maybe it seems that way from today's
perspective, but when both man and woman work, then who can pass on their love and knowledge
to the children? That said, get out of my story and let me finish!
Where was I? Right. Everything was going well and everyone was happy, but when did Gabriel
forget about heaven? Well there is one thing that makes us forget about heaven more than
anything. Hardship. When we are faced with difficult times and nobody is able to understand
us or wants to listen to us, we tend to forget where we came from. This is what happened to
Gabriel. One fateful evening, Lily and Jacob prepared to go to the next village, to attend a
funeral of a distant cousin. Jacob was at the time sick with the flu and he needed to rest.
So as any good parent would, Jacob and Lily asked a friend of the family to take care of
Gabriel for the evening. As these things tend to happen, Jacob and Lily never returned. What
exactly happened to them nobody knows and even if I knew, some things are best left unsaid.
What is important for this story, is that Gabriel never saw them again. No goodbye, no final
hug, no words of comfort and no chance to realise what happened. They were just gone. Like a
snowflake getting caught in the heat of a fire. How do you tell this to a 5 year old child?
Poor messenger, I pity you. For Gabriel (or how his mother used to call him - Gabe) his
parents were his whole world. His happiness, his grief and his comfort. Whenever he felt sad
he could talk to them and they would simply love him like only a parent can and he would be
fine again. Tell me, how would you bring him this message? How can anyone in the world
understand how it must feel for him? Everything you knew since you were born is suddenly
different. With one sentence his whole world suddenly changed.
"Gabe? There is something that I need to tell you. Your parents did not return from the
funeral. We believe they are dead."
Is this something you say to a 5 year old boy? I
wouldn't know, for luckily I never had to, but just try to imagine the pain and the sorrow
that he must have felt when he heard those dreadful words. A heart breaking a thousand times
might describe the feeling that Gabe felt in this moment. I believe it could have been fine
if he would have been lucky afterwards. If there would have been an aunt or an uncle or
somebody else who was able to love him like his mother did. To just love him for the
beautiful child that he was, with all his thoughts, beliefs and feelings. Not everyone is as
understanding as your own parents, however. Gabe was a special child and being brought up by
Lily he never had to hide his thoughts, or the way he saw the world. For Jacob, Lily and Gabe
the world was full of wonder and beauty. They were able to see beauty in a grain of sand. Can
you see the beauty of creation in a grain of sand? Can you see the beauty of creation in a
fingernail? Can you see it when you sit on the toilet? They could and it was beautiful. Gabe
soon came to realise that not everyone was like them. Some people only see pain and
suffering. You could tell them about beauty and they would still find something ugly in
there. You could point to an oasis and try to make them see how perfect the whole scenery is.
An oasis would not be an oasis without the deadly desert surrounding it. An oasis is a
paradise, where everything you need is available, surrounded by a world of suffering, heat
and deadly venomous animals. Possible starvation awaits anyone who leaves the oasis. Still,
there is beauty in the desert and there is beauty in an oasis. You could say they are both
metaphors for life. Do you live in an oasis or in the desert? Wherever you live, can you see
beauty? Do you believe the desert is ugly to a serpent or a Bedouin? I think not. If there is
one person alive who can see beauty in something, there is beauty there. You only need to
know where and how to look.
What followed now were hard years for Gabe. He needed to leave his home village, because
nobody was willing to care for him there. His family was always considered a bit odd and most
people were concerned with their own families and children. So Gabe moved to his uncle in the
next village. Here life was very different from what he knew. His uncle was a hard man.
Unlike Gabe, Uncle Peter did not grow up with a loving mother. He was beaten a lot by his
parents when he was a child and yelled at for every noise he made. Uncle Peter certainly did
not see the beauty of life. Gabe often wondered if Uncle Peter knew what beauty was in the
first place. Luckily Uncle Peter was not a violent man, so despite his lack of emotion he
never harmed Gabe physically. at the age of 7 Gabe was sent to school. Whatever anyone said about the necessity of going to school, he felt that it was a dreadful
place. Sitting all day long on a chair and repeating whatever the teacher said to you. In the
beginning, Gabe tried to be happy and active like he used to be with his parents. He tried to
make everyone laugh by drawing the attention of the class. Falling from chairs on purpose and
making jokes. Only he learned quick enough that this kind of behaviour is not wanted or
tolerated in a school. After he was first punished with cleaning services and later with the
cane, he soon learned to behave and became very quiet. His Uncle Peter did not make things
better for him. At first Gabe, who despite the loss of his family did not loose his
positivity, tried to warm up to his uncle. He soon learned that there was no room for
positivity and cheerfulness at his new home. Whenever Gabe wanted to play and made some
noise, his uncle sent him to his room. Although Gabe was trying his best to be happy, it is
not easy, when everyone around you is trying to make you sad. Not with words, but
with their actions. Children learn what is right and wrong through the way they are loved.
When a child does something and his parents use violence to punish it, a child does not feel
loved. In this way children learn how to "behave", by doing things that will make other
people love them. Gabe now learned that everything he did was wrong. He wanted to make people
happy, but that too was wrong. Nobody wanted to be happy it seemed, so they destroyed the one
thing that could have shown them the way to happiness. When you are being called strange,
weird and crazy too many times you start to believe that you are all of that. Surely, all these
many people cannot be wrong? Something must be terribly wrong with you when everyone thinks
so. This is how the world works nowadays. When you have something that others do not have
themselves, they either take it away from you or they destroy it. Do you see yourself in this
story? Can you understand how Gabe felt? He became a very quiet child from then on. The lively
and loving boy who liked to make people laugh was now invisible. For when nobody can see you,
you cannot do anything wrong. His own cloak of invisibility made form the fabric of silence.
I can feel what Gabe felt, because I have felt it too. In a way the story of Gabe is my own
story and the story of many children I never met. I know that it makes me sad to write about
this, but it also makes me realise something else. Gabe's story is not over yet and neither
is mine. When everyone pushes you into a corner and wants you to believe that you are weird
or sick or simply just wrong, then you can submit to them and become very depressed. Or
you start to fight against these believes. You begin to rebel against the masks that people
are wearing. You start speaking the truth and begin to seek out the people that think exactly
like you do. Do you wish to know how Gabe's story continued?
Gabe was quiet for a long time. He was so quiet that people did not even remember he existed.
He became a shadow of his former self and everyone believed that this is the way he is. This
quiet cute little kid. They remembered his former strangeness only fondly, because now he
was just quiet. "Finally he fits in", is what they would think. When Gabe became a teenager
he did not even remember how it was to be different. He was who he was. Silent. Quiet.
Invisible. His opinion was not important and he rather said nothing than to say something
wrong. Sometimes he had to answer, because he was asked a direct question. His
standard response was "I don't know". The easiest thing to do is to avoid speaking your mind
and people will start to leave you alone at one point. Would you rather live a lie then to be
yourself? Saying nothing means you do not have to lie. Hiding for such a long time still
makes you desperate for love though. You want to be liked and you want to be loved. You want
to be accepted and appreciated. You want to be embraced and you want to be touched by
someone. Only nobody ever does that, because they don't know how and you don't know how to
say that you need a hug so much that it hurts. Whenever Gabe met someone he liked, he became
the person the other one wanted. He learned to hide his true self, because he learned that he
was not the way he should be. So he fulfilled the needs of others, hoping to please them.
Only this kind of behaviour does not go well for long. When he met his first love he was
quite happy to have found someone he could finally touch and hug and love. He was so happy
that it must have been overwhelming. When you are someone who is able to love, you want to
shower your partner with love and not hold back. Only for most people it is too much at once.
They are not able to accept this kind of love, because they are not able to see the beauty of it.
So every relationship that Gabe went through ended. It wasn't his fault, but his
girlfriends always found things that he did wrong. He snored too much. He did not clean this
or he did not close that. Meaningless things that are simply human. So they pushed him away,
because they were not able to see his beauty. After having lived a life of ups and downs and
struggling to find someone who was able to just love him for who he was, he realised that it
wasn't possible. Gabe realised that people are unable to love and therefore he needed to
learn how to love himself. He lived for such a long time in the dark and waited for somebody
to love him, that her forgot about the love inside of him. He forgot that nobody needs to give
him love, for he always carries it with him. He forgot that he can share love when he wants
to and he forgot that he is at all times loved by his parents. He forgot the love of his
mother Lily and his father Jacob. He forgot about love and he forgot about heaven. He forgot
about his heavenly father and his earthly mother. He forgot where he came from and he forgot
where he will return. Now let us explore briefly how he started to remember...
Do you remember how I told you that hardship is the one thing that makes us forget about the
beauty of life? Well, Gabe endured many years of hardship and suffering. When you forget who
you are and where you come from, when you forget to love and what it means to be loved in
return, you suffer. When all this pain comes from forgetting, then wouldn't remembering help
Gabe to realise who he was? The thing with hardship is that on the one hand it can bring you
pain, but on the other hand there is beauty and love. When you flip a coin it can land on
either side, there is no way to choose right? Right? What if I told you that you can choose?
When you flip a coin and it turns out to be the painful side, don't you think it is possible
to see the beauty in it? After all it is the very same coin. When Gabe grew up, just before
his parents vanished he learned what love is and what it means to have everything you need.
As he grew older he learned what pain is and what it means to be rejected. What do you take
as a point of reference? What happens to a coin when you erase one side? Then you have half a
coin you could say. The coin is not complete any more. When you take this coin as a metaphor
for life, then all the ups and downs, the beauty and the pain, they are all part of the same
coin. Sometimes we spend too much time on one side of the coin and only see the beauty. Then
we trip and terrible things happen to us and we only see the pain. Why not remember the
beauty and look at the pain as a reminder that we should be thankful for all the positive
things we were able to experience? To remember the beauty of life, is in a way a choice. Only
we cannot do so unless we are ready for it. To prepare ourselves and to make it easier to
remember we need to collect as many positive experiences as we can. We need to leave our
comfort zone and challenge our fear. When we have the courage to take the coin into our hand
and look at both sides equally, we hold the key to the beauty of life in our hands. This is what Gabe did. He collected so many beautiful experiences that he remembered where he came from. He remembered the love of his parents. He
remembered heaven. Now let me ask you a question? What is your story and can you see the beauty in it? Can you flip the coin?