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People marvel at my detailed memories from my childhood
I don’t tell them that we can remember one thousand years back
My Grandmother taught me that we are one with the spirits
We are no more or less important than a bumble bee
I always wanted to be able to talk to the animals like my Grandmother
I remember a humming bird was caught in our house one day
She spoke in words that he could only understand
I knew she was telling him it was going to be okay
His little wings stopped moving and he compliantly went into the palm of her hands
Later in life I would look back at this and realize that many would think this peculiar
I never thought it to be odd or fascinating it was just the way
I don’t tell them that we can remember one thousand years back
My Grandmother taught me that we are one with the spirits
We are no more or less important than a bumble bee
I always wanted to be able to talk to the animals like my Grandmother
I remember a humming bird was caught in our house one day
She spoke in words that he could only understand
I knew she was telling him it was going to be okay
His little wings stopped moving and he compliantly went into the palm of her hands
Later in life I would look back at this and realize that many would think this peculiar
I never thought it to be odd or fascinating it was just the way