The Little Child We Have All Been

The adult Espers from all around the world sometimes rediscover the little child they once were.

During a reunion with a childhood friend.

When they are captivated by the grandeur of the sky and its billions of constellations during a night beneath the stars.

When the ebb and flow of the ocean waves sing them a gentle melody that carries them far away.

During a walk in nature, where the wind through the trees caresses them with a cool, gentle breeze and reminds them of the carefree spirit they have so often lost.

Lost?

Rather, forgotten. Hidden deep within their hearts by their Shadow, which grows inside each of them and makes so many of them become “adults.”

A child’s heart that sees beyond differences, that first perceives the hearts of other children, but also the Shadow within adults.

Yet few adults can perceive that Shadow.

For to catch sight of it, one must cultivate their StarDust.

And then, the light it radiates reveals what has always been there, within them.

For a shadow can only be seen when light shines upon it…


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