write,  said the faire
but what shall I write?  asked the little girl
write your story,  replied the faire

write who you are… write who you one day will be… write the story of your life with deliberate intention… write your thoughts, said the faire

write yourself into beingness

who are you NOW?  asked the faire
I don’t know, replied the little girl,  for indeed she did not know,  having only been born that very instant and being so new to all this separateness

she could not remember who she really was
but she felt that she must have known at some point, since she could still taste the answer of it just on the ridge of her bottom lip.

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Namaste

 Kasia Kaminska

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