A young teen called once to say he wanted to take his life. Let’s call him Real. He had seen too much sadness in his short years…abuse, death of a close friend and the pain weighed too heavily on him. I knew he was calling from the far North and asked him if he often saw Aurora Borealis. “Why yes,” he quickly responded, “It is my ancestors telling me they are safe and happy in their world. I am going to join them now.”
I asked him if his ancestors might also be asking him if he still had things to do on this land before travelling beyond to meet them. He paused a long moment…he later accepted to go to emergency and get help.
I can never forget this youth for he phoned our service four days later to thank me, and that he was in hospital getting the care he needed.
whispering from beyond
a life of grace
travelling on tinted vapours
call of serenity.
© Tournesol `14