This is a story.
There was a female….born who never saw her home until she was 13 months old. She saw walls. White walls. White uniforms. White crib and very often only white women. Her mother could not take her inability to sleep. She was in hospital. The hospital was part of an orphanage. There were few windows.
One day, a man came to the place where the little girl was staying….the hospital orphanage.
He told them he had been away for 16 months and that when he had finished fighting his “war” he wanted to see his daughter. The Mother of the child said she had died, to protect the Father…..from the child’s constant energy. He did not believe the Mother so he demanded to know where his child was. That is why he came to the hospital/orphanage to bring his daughter home.
That was when she began to see rainbows through the windows. Sometimes the rainbows were from rain on the window. Sometimes the rainbows were from her eyes leaking. She had never known what tears were called. One day when she could not sleep, her eyes started to leak again. She looked into the rainbow formed by her tears and saw the most beautiful light.
Sixty some years later, the rainbows through the Window…..are the reflection of the Sunlight of the Spirit in a prism making rainbow in her beautiful home where she lives alone. She is free. She is happy. She is joyous. She still only sleeps short hours. She lives alone because there has never been anyone who could handle her constant energy. That is until you, dear reader. You see she writes by hour because there have been so many occassions when her eyes leaked. Now they leak with the Joy of the love she experiences in writing about her Loving Higher Power.





I live rainbows I just took a picture of one the other day. ;)
I think the women in the story is the bravest woman on earth ♥♥♥
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