Show me what you love, his spirit said to the little girl stuck in the space she imagined she needed to live.

She gently took his hand and led him to the bike almost buried in the shelter at the side of the hill.

You don’t need that bike, he said. You can do things way beyond the power of the bike. You can fly with wings rather than ride on two wheels.

She took his hand and led him into the kitchen where boxes had piled. She pointed to the box on the bottom in the back of the room.

It was then opened, and there he found a doll. The girl grabbed it and gave it the type of hug only a little girl yearning for the embrace of love could give.

You don’t need to embrace that doll, his spirit said, you can embrace angels, as many as you like as often as you like.

and with that, he took her hand, pointed up and imagined a path filled with eucalyptus trees on each side at the beginning of spring with their leaves dripping dew from the early morning tenderness that falls on trees when the sun rises.

and he pointed to the path that he had imagined and he explained:

Your guides and angels are right there, waiting for you. Let me help you reach them.

She nodded “ok”. and then began to float up looking back only once to smile and be absorbed one last time by his earthly eyes.