The Transformation

I looked down and saw my magic looking glass. I picked it up. I looked deep into my own eyes then said “Mirror, Mirror in my hand, show me now what is your wonderful plan.”

Her beautiful face now reflected back as my own, I was no longer a child now I was all grown.

“K once a child on the inside of a looking glass now you’re free to make your own path. Forget the past as it over, move on from the dreams that do not last. This is the life you were meant to live. I’m here in your magic mirror, should you need my guidance all you must do is ask. All things can be known to you but, your own past. In this life you must trust your heart to follow the path where ever it may take you. Trust in my words to give you guidance and always lead you. I promise you this; I will never ever leave you.”

“These are the things you must know about your person.  I have named the Kay, as it is K that has been hidden from everyone all along. K is the girl who sung a sad song and Kay is the woman you have grown to become. It is true that you are no longer just one, you are three in addition to the person you now call me. Titanium is our middle name to represent the strength of Krissy within us, she is strongest shield ever given to that which is still living. Krissy feels no pain she is the one who will work towards all you hope to gain. “Jewels” is the last name I have chosen for you. It is to represent Kristen, as she carries your “Jewels” whatever you may find them to be. She shall not let anyone touch thy treasured chest; she will protect you until long after death. ”

“Do not forget with your new found power and beauty, the road here was long and fraught with danger. Do not look back and wish to remember. It is ok to forget. You had to grow to be smart, before you could grow strong enough to withstand the sight of your own beauty. Do not use your talents unwisely; do not do things you know you will later regret. ”

‘So I just go on and live a life as Kay T Jewels? How do I know when is the right time? How will I know who is the right one, and how will I know what to do?’

“Look with your eyes open wide but not looking for anything in particular and you will see everything. Stop hiding in the looking glass and live your life as you wish it to be and all will be as it should. Listen to hear what they are really saying but never forget to speak as well. The best time is now, the best person is who you are with now, and best thing to do is what you are already doing now. Go be with the one you love most.”

I left the mirror on my bed, walked down the stairs and grabbed my little angel into a great big hug. I kissed her little head and then I said “Everything is just right now, the best person to be with is the one I’m with now, and the best thing to do is whatever you are doing right now…”

She smiled and said “Really….I’m playing tea party with my dolls. Do you want a cup of tea?”

As I pulled up a tiny seat to sit at, I said to her very seriously “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, I have been waiting all my life for a cup of tea with an angel like you, would you?”

She giggled, she laughed and from behind her cup she said.” No we just had tea a few minutes ago, before you went into your bedroom silly.”

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The Girl In the Meadow

Standing there watching her cry, wanting to reach out to her and ask her “Why?” Knowing I can do nothing but wait for it to subside. My head surged with pain as I looked in at her, so sad on the other side, on the inside. Looking to the mirror in my hand…
The finest laced brass wraps the edge of my looking glass, into the reflection I stare, hopelessly looking in there; I call out to her in whisper.

“Child, have I taught you not? Haven’t we been here before? Come to the mirror, ask me the questions in your heart and cry no more.”

She looks up and out at me then sobs sadly ‘Where have you been? I thought you left me alone again?’
”Never are you alone ever again, remember we are to be together until the very end.”

Staring up into my eyes she says ‘I do not remember tell me once more, how I came to be inside the mirror? This time I shall never forget ever again..

“K you were born into this world to serve a great purpose, a long time ago you cast a spell. A young caster in the middle of the wood, you carried your mothers mirror out to brook, with you that night you took two candles, one black and one white. In K’s meadow during the middle of night, you began to sing a beautifully sad song, then the candles you did light. Your words made from magic, you did not yet understand, reached the angels and they put you in the mirror where you now stand.” 

Looking down into the mirror from aside the bubbling brook, her tear hit the glass and slid to the brass rim. ‘Will I ever return to the see the other side, or am I destined to always be on the inside?’'


She smiles softly and says,

“It is you who cast the spell that protects you; it was you who wished to hide from all the ones who neglect you. It was you who wished to forget you, when all you had to do was accept you.”

Her face appeared streaked behind the looking glass; her eyes were green blue like the ocean as she stared up at me and said ‘Who is me K now? Am I Krissy? Am I Kristen? How am I to decide without knowing?’

“Must it always be one or the other, can you not be all three of them? Either way you must decide when it time for you to come from within, to be one on the other side. I shall give you this key, it will last you until eternity. This key will be the way you can always find me. When you’re ready to be one and decide whom you will be, place the key around your neck, look into the mirror and say “Mirror, Mirror in my hand I have chosen where I stand.”

“With that I leave you child until next time” the girl in the mirror faded into my own reflection and I examined the key. It hung from a titanium chain, was made of white gold, it was jeweled with black and white diamonds. I put the necklace around my neck and said” Mirror Mirror in my hand, I have chosen where I stand”

Suddenly there I stood in my own kitchen I was no longer in my reflection, my daughter on the couch as if none of it had ever happened. I walked up to my bedroom and looked around the calendar read May 26, 2010.  I was kind of a little bit scared at what might find. Everything looked so pretty a very nice house, not a sign of anyone other than Angelina and me. Then there in the mirror on the wall reflected back at me- Kristen Krissy and K.

The Wisdom of the Angel in My Mirror..

Days pass and I return to her in the mirror. I pick up the mirror fingering the brass lace on the edge of the glass. I gaze into her and say,

Mirror, mirror in my hand give me the guidance to understand. Today my question is to you, What does make an Angel so strong and never ever weak?”

She sighs softly as her eyes take on a faraway look,

‘The world doesn’t spin on its own. You know it also has forces at work that are unseen and unknown. These forces move us thru the galaxy always on course with our fate. This is also true about us as well; we are but a small part of a large system at work in the world.’

‘They say, all things happen for a reason.  I know you know this is so, as you have managed to retain all things we have learned despite your faulty memory system.  You have not forgotten the lessons of our elders nor the ones from your forgotten past. You see the world thru tear stained eyes, you know that even in our deepest sorrow there will be a valuable piece of the puzzle.   If, we are wise enough to look for knowledge within our pains, only then we can easily see these pitfalls in the future and successfully avoid repeating them again. Some of the deepest lessons you have learned about the people in the world, are the very things that make our angels.’

She paused and thought a minute and then continued,

‘Powerful people are people who have learned the art of patience and the folly in a false sense of urgency despite the speedy pace of the world. Wonderful people are people who have learned the art of withholding judgments, yet still possess an ability to view things objectively. Beautiful people are people who have learned to see, the most beautiful things in life are free and cannot be held, only appreciated when received.’

‘Deep people are people who value and understand silence as well as they understand and value the power of the word. Strong people are people who can withstand the force of temptation to give in to their worst thoughts about themselves, and yet can still acknowledge these parts exist. Intelligent people are people who can articulate and actualize their deepest thoughts and imaginations into existence. Wise people are just persons who have learned the value in sharing the knowledge they have learned with others.’

‘Rich people are people who learned that money can’t buy the things that make them happiest. Honest people are not always people who always tell everything they know, they are people who tell it as they honestly know it to be true, when asked. Humble people are people who never acknowledge the part they play however never fail to play their part to the best of their ability.’

‘Possibly the best lesson we have learned about  the people in “this large world” is that all the other people that do not fit into one of the above mentioned categories are but young learners. They are not evil, just because they are jealous or deceitful. Nor are they bad because they are vain or materialistic. Just as they are not stupid simply because they have not learned some of the hardest lessons there is to learn in this life.’

‘They are just spiritual beings, just as us. They also are just playing out the lessons “The Creator” has set before us humans to learn before we can ascend to the heavens. They too must find their way thru their individual path to become a great spiritual teacher in the sky. They too must live and learn to be a human before their spirit will die to become an angel and learn fly.

Looking deep now almost past the mirrors reflection, I say to her: “So thru human trails and tribulation come forth the angels you so often speak about “

Then she says in a fading voice,

‘No a human, that learns to see their way thru all the many trials and tribulations of humanity without losing their spirit or selling their soul to escape it, they are our angels. This is all I may tell you now about our path to the next realm. At this time you must find a way to do as I say, as it is the only way. Always remember that path that leads to the next realm doesn’t look as though it is paved, smooth with gold most often it looks dark, untraveled and lonely.’

 Just as fast as she appeared she disappeared and I was alone again with my mirror in hand.

I say to the world.. “Did you hear what she just said or am I the only one who can understand her meaning?”