`Subconsciously - violin notes` - 6th May 2017

The pale little girl with long hair, almost transparent, roughly 12, 13 years old, was standing at the corner of the room. Almost hiding, trying to hide, was so obvious that she has lots of fear and anxiety, without the certainty of if she is ok even to show up or not. Even though she was such a status, she was looking at me straight, as if she has something important to say. Or, possibly, showing up in front of me, only this act means a lot for her, as well as for myself. Still, she seems to be fragile, uncomfortable for her existence itself. I had this urge of coming closer to her and simply to embrace.

For a while, I lost words, didn`t know what to say to her. I thought for one moment, I knew her, I knew her existence.

Was I so caught up in daily life?

She was holding something in her arms, not clear from where I stand, something white. A towel? A teddy bear? I felt,  I said, `Thank you, for showing up.`

`Yellow Road` - 9th May 2017