What does it mean to be an adult?
I admit that this concept does not make any sense to me.
When I'm told I'm an adult, I hear: "mom, dad I called my doll an adult, tomorrow she'll turn into a pensioner".
Jock aside, I thought I noticed that there are things that we are aware of but forget to pass on to our children.
Because it would be complicated to tell them the following words:
"Look, life doesn't mean anything.
Life is words that I taught you or that the school taught you.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I lost sight of that.
You may have thought I knew something, that you came into a defined world, with rules, fears, games, creations, stories, don't do this, don't do that, this is wrong, this is right, there are good people, bad people.
Don't blame me dear child.
The truth is that I don't know any more about life than you do.
I don't know how I could have convinced myself that there was a way to succeed, to suffer.
I beg your pardon.
I forgot.
I forgot to tell you that there is no other knowledge, no other knowledge than what you will find within yourself.
I forgot to tell you that I am nobody.
You are alone surrounded and being yourself this energy of love.
I was lost.
I wanted to believe in dreams.
So I told you that the words were true, that they were you, that they were the world.
Love I apologize.
I didn't know who I was.
I am lost my heart.
I got lost in this dream.
I wish you to become aware of this veil and remove it.
I know that deep down you know what is real and what is not.
The world you are told is not right.
It's fun to believe and play in it for a while.
Don't get lost in it my child.
Don't forget that it was only a game.
Love, peace, joy, play are and will be your essence.
I beg your pardon.
I wish I had told you how divine you are.
I apologize for bringing you into this nightmare.
Oh, sweetheart, forgive me.
School is nothing but an idea.
Don't take it if it doesn't speak to you.
Divine energy grades, learning, friends, loves, authority, foolishness, success, teachers, parents, body, appearance, intelligence are not real.
Please, my angel, realize that you can choose not to take these concepts as true.
Choose the ones that speak to you.
Discover yourself, play, explore in your own way.
I am here for you.
I will walk with you.
I will remind you that you are unlimited, that you are unconditional love.
I will be by your side to dive into your soul.
Until you realize your essence, the essence of everything.
Love.
From my tower, prisoner of my dream, I wish you to discover yourself.
Angel. Keep your senses open, trust yourself.
Don't be afraid to listen, to draw, to feel, to shout, to roll on the floor, to give, to express your love, to laugh, to the life I offer you.
Challenge my beliefs.
Here I am locked in the prison, built by my own hands.
I entered by choice, by ignorance.
Forgive me.
I am afraid.
Life takes its course.
According to society I am 23 years old.
Society is the dream I'm talking about.
It's my dream, my nightmare.
I apologize for not creating love, peace, beauty for you.
I apologize for having invented suffering.
23 years and nothing has changed.
Age is a lie.
I've been all ages at once, lived everything and lived nothing.
Time is a lie.
Life and death are lies.
Parents are not.
Tender love, if only I could have taught you to use your imagination wisely.
If only you knew.
Everything I thought was true, everything I thought I knew, being me, being you is not so.
Here I am in free fall.
Here I am a prisoner of habit.
Observe the thoughts my heart.
Become aware of their presence and realize that they are not people, nor your person.
Realize that you are before they appear.
My love.
I would like so much to be able to help you, to guide you, to show you.
Only, all this takes place in your dream.
Only you can question it and realize the other side of the story.
I love you.
I love you. Thank you.
Until next time
- Marie Mazeau certified teacher. Guiding with gentleness, mindfulness and Joy in Paris and internationally online.