My encounter with a real princess

I wasn´t sure whether to just keep this experience for myself, or write about it.

But after a meaningful conversation with a fellow-blogger, which was perfectly in line
with this simple, yet highly uncommon episode, I thought I might share it with you.

Two days ago in the afternoon, I was in the subway going downtown.

Despite the rush hour and stress around me, I felt centered, aligned with myself. I was watching people´s faces, writing.

At some point, a couple came and sat down next to me. They were arabs. The father holding the older daughter right in front of me, and the mother at my right with the other baby girl. 

At some point, the little girl reached out to me, cooing, eager for contact. I waved back to her, and got back to my writing.

She didn´t give in.

She touched me again, stretching out her little, fragile forefinger seeking mine, fixing me with her eyes, almost solemnly commanding: “Listen to me, I must convey you an important message!”, at which point SHE SAID SOMETHING!

In that second both parents look astounded, bursting into a healthy laughter!

 – You know, said the father cheerfully, she is one year old and IT´S THE VERY FIRST TIME SHE TALKS. And obviously, she choose you to be her first conversation partner…

I was totally taken aback by the whole thing – I realized at once there was such a powerful metaphoric message Life handed down to me – and forgot to ask him WHAT EXACTLY she said.

I managed to retrieve my composure, and asked what the girl´s name was.

 – Emira, proudly answered the mother.
– Does “Emira” mean anything, I ventured.
– Yes… – Princess.

Confessedly, Life is a princess talking to us in a wondrous language,
as if each moment was the first.

I felt that very day that I, too, began to “talk” for the first time along with Emira – all my words before were me, yet still not me…

So today is both my first and second day…

I am learning to talk.

I am learning to write…

Again and again.

 

About julienmatei
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

8 Responses to My encounter with a real princess

  1. Interesting. Lucky you. Would have loved to know also what she said.

    I see. And everyday has been anew for you indeed? Nice then.

    • julienmatei says:

      What she said is a mystery. There were so many things there…
      Life is constanly talking in conundrums…

      Not only every day has been anew…but every breath…She reminded me that every moment is a mystery…To feel…

  2. Ha! But it’s not totally as mysterious as frank mystery, else how would we learn anything about/from life’s moments.

    • julienmatei says:

      Imagine if we didn´t need “to learn” anything…other than “remembering” that we know…

      You see…Rationally speaking it is highly improbable: how can a one-year-old baby girl “know” so much as to want to convey me a message. Yes…her eyes knew…Her silence understood mine…
      I felt it: Her eyes SAW WHO I AM, in a way that grown ups never see…In fact, she was one of the few “grown-ups” I´ve ever met…A REAL PERSON.

      Indeed, she was a naturally beautiful, unadulterated soul. Not yet destroyed by any “knowledge”
      That´s why she knew…Ultimately speaking, she has nothing to learn…but they will soon
      spoil her remembrance…-like they did with ours…

      • Well, can we deny it that we DO learn of/from life’s moments? I think that fact has come to stay with us.

        As for the child, we probably can only pontificate, except you have some sort of scope to see into the whole being of a child. Hehehe!
        And, if you call a child an awesome and “grown-up being, hmm, don’t know about that. Maybe so. But is this being a human??? Methinks being a human involves the learning we undergo.
        Whoever said humanity was a perfect species!

      • julienmatei says:

        Eventually, do we learn anything for real, or the learning process – as we usually know it – means basically piling up illusion after illusion in order to protect us from fear, and insecurity?

        Unless we can learn to see through our own bigotry, to really understand what freedom is about, there is no learning.

        It´s a fact – we use learning as a means to isolate ourselves from each other even more, learning is subsequently, escape.

        What makes us a real human being, involves in fact the unlearning we necessarily need to undergo in order to understand anything for real.

      • Julien, still remember I once had an interesting last conversation with you which I sadly couldn’t finish. Thanks for the stimulating discourse.

        At some level of observing humanity, we would think we are learning. At another level, we see maladaptations and malformations we further acquire because of the kind of experiences we are exposed to and how they shape us. (It’s like they teach us the wrong things or we learn the wrong way and we end up worse than how we were.) This may be similar to your -in my own opinion -APT observation that we pile up illusions for the most part. At another level we see some “good” coming of it. This of course may not happen to everyone we observe. But sometimes, our learning process contributes to our journey to the better place. Our learning partly made us who we were when we opened up to the better experience. This is similar to your observing that we could possibly see through our bigotry and understand true freedom. Probably not very common, but quite possible/practicable.

        As for your last paragraph, the fact that we are “unlearning” is already a learning process on it’s own. Also, permit me tickle you a bit by saying: if your claim/statement is right and you have realised this fact, do/don’t you think even you came to LEARN of this truth? Hehehe. Oh, and the issue of what makes us really human is a vvvery broad one, you may agree. So, let’s just settle for the common elements that make up the essential aspects of humanity, e.g., the need for/experience of learning(not the learning WE are analysing, but acquiring information generally), the thirst for something more, the basic instincts, the wars/tasks of intelligence, imagination,…. -oh, not to forget -being flesh and blood (*lol); so we don’t blow up (expansively) the scope of this discourse. (But if I had this definition for humans in mind as at when I queried your calling the child a “grown up”, and you didn’t agree with me, then maybe we really have to discuss humanity again on another front. In that case, disregard my luring you to settle for my idea of what “humanity” is. Hehehe!) Hey, I guess this thought may have crossed your mind based on who Julien is, so may I echo -we could make this discourse into a new post when we are done and see what our different audiences think. You could take the lead, as usual, and I’ll reblog. IF you agree.

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