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"... and she sparkled " is a metaphor
for life. We are all born into this world with a special gift
for being spectacularly, singularly us, and then we are all
taught to tame those gifts to fit ourselves into the world.
One day, if you're lucky, you wake up with the drive to begin
the journey back to the uniqueness of you -- knowing that
there's no better destination.
It presents like a children's book, but it's really for the
grownup in search of the child they were asked to leave behind.
Slowly, the people around her noted with pride that the
little girl was growing up, learning to act "mature",
is what they called it. They were doing their jobs well.
The little girl became a big girl, nicely folding her
hands in her lap as she sat very still, wondering why she
felt so alone.
There was still a part of her that felt like dancing
and singing, but that wasn't acceptable most of the time.
It might disturb someone. It might not be appropriate. It
most certainly wasn't useful.
So, as the girl grew, she would lock the door of her
room when the others left and sing and dance and "visit"
the little girl inside...being careful to be a little quiet,
so she could hear anyone return.
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