A Story of a Young Super Girl

“She doesn’t know how special she is”, I heard her say as I started to doze off to sleep. “She thinks all little girls have the special powers she has, which might be a good thing.. we don’t want her to become isolated because of her uniqueness. I wish I knew how to give her the strength of the love she gives us and everyone she meets.” Her voice trailed off into the distance as I entered the world of my dreams.. except for me, my dreams actually open a door into another world. Don’t all children have the ability to jump in and out of worlds like me? 

When the sun is up, and in my day-to-day life, I love to create images I see from my dreams. Images of rainbows and friends with brightly colored hair, endless gardens filled with laughter and flowers. I like to draw my unicorn, and all the images of light that fill up my heart. I give these drawings to my friends to help take away some of their pain and fear of this world. It always feels like I don’t belong here, I often feel different than my friends. When I see someone who is crying or hurt, I can feel their pain in my own body.. my own little heart holds the weight of their crushed dreams. My super power is that I can take away their pain and give them hope and beauty. It hurts me too much to see others hurting, so I take away their sadness and at night I give it back to the water in my dreams.. and it makes rainbows.

Sometimes, though, when I see someone hurting it feels so dark inside of me, and I am afraid of the dark. I feel like the darkness comes into my own heart, and I don’t know what to do with it. It seems like the more I travel to distant beautiful lands in my dreams, the more pain I can hold. In my dreams, there are trails of light that follow me, light lighting up all of these energy centers of my body giving me just what I need to bring more beauty into the world. I can see through people’s eyes and know what is going on in their heart. When it’s too heavy, I write it on a piece of paper and take it down to my “wailing wall” my caregivers gave me. They didn’t know how to help me calm my sadness, so we build a wall at the back of the house. This wall is made of stones, and when someone’s pain is too much for me to hold, I take it to the wall and give it to God to carry. I understand that I can't carry it all on my own , and I need the help of the force of love that created me. If I am going to be able to give the world my superpower, I have to fill myself up with all the rainbows and light to keep my powers strong. I don’t have anyone to talk to about these things, because no one I have met understands. I hope one day to find friends who will help me with this power, and maybe they have super powers too? Maybe one day we can all work together to make this world a much lighter and more beautiful place. Because I have so much light inside of my heart, I can shine a light in the darkness and I am never lost.