A Tale for Tomorrow

single word, perhaps I was then about twelve years old; until then, I would hear and see and understand, but I was busy with growing, perhaps like a plant, so as to have an autonomous body, and be able to choose; they taught me everything, then; I believe now that my childhood took place in a hostile environment where I was often roughed up and jostled around and mocked; I had two older brothers who were trying to protect me but they were not always there; it was a life of poverty, I think, but I was neither happy or unhappy, it was more like a false reality and I was holding within, holding a space that nothing or no one could touch and in that space there was that which held me and knew me and never let go of me, like a ray perhaps, that was there from bottom to top and top to bottom, it was my hold and my link, my single mooring and my treasure; and little by little, with them and along them and the companions, it all fell into place and this is why I can tell you a little bit, it is how I can be with you, one of you, one of us…” And here is what Zeidr can tell us: “Born in a line of midwives and healers, I grew up learning about the body, the human body and the body of the Earth, its seasons, its minerals, its elements, its vegetal and animal creatures; my horizon and my task were to perfect my knowledge and ability, but a heavy shadow was brooding all around: religions, politics and corruption seemed to gain ground and power; we always used to pray, in our own way, it was more a prayer to the great Mother, which we would keep secret and, without any will or effort on my part, I became aware of a silent answer descending into my being, invisible, inexplicable, almost

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