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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

unwilling to change his look after so many years.

Usually, when people die, for some time their spirits always look just like they
looked in the moment of their physical death. Most likely, the shock and wild fear
before the unknown is great enough to add additional stress to it. When the time comes
(usually in a year), the spirits of old people gradually begin to look younger till they
look as they did in the best years of their youth. Prematurely dead children sharply
"mature", as if "catching up" with their unlived life and come to look like the spirits
they were before they entered the bodies of the poor children; the only difference is
though, some of them "added" a bit in their development, if they were lucky enough
during the short years they spent in their physical bodies. Much later, every spirit
changes, depending on how it lives in the "new" world.
Unlike others, highly developed spirits that live at the mental level of Earth, can
create their "look" and "clothes", because, on living for a very long time (the higher
the development of the spirit, the more rarely it incarnates into a physical body) and
getting accustomed enough in "another" world, unknown for them in the beginning,
they can already create a lot of things.

I am still at a loss, why a little girl, Stella, chose exactly this grown up and deeply
hurt man as her friend. But because she looked absolutely happy with such an
"acquisition", I had no choice but to trust fully in the little and playful enchantress’s
faultless intuition.
As it appeared, his name was Harold. Last time he lived in a physical body was
more than a thousand years ago and he obviously possessed a very highly developed
spirit, but I felt with my heart that the recollections about his life in the last
embodiment were very painful, because exactly from there Harold brought this deep
and mournful sorrow, which had accompanied him for so many years.
– There! He is very good, and you will be his friend too! – Stella pronounced
happily, paying no attention to the fact that her new friend was here too and could
perfectly hear us.

It obviously does not occur to her that to talk about him in his presence cannot
be quite proper. She simply was very happy that at last she had a friend and shared
this happiness with me openly and with great pleasure.
She was an unbelievably happy child! We call it "happy in nature". Neither
before nor after did I meet anybody who would look like, even a little, this "sunny"
and charming girl. It seemed that no trouble or misfortune could knock her out of her
extraordinary "happy track". Not because she was unable to understand or feel human
pain or misery; on the contrary, I was sure that she felt it much deeper than others.
She produced the impression of being created from cells of joy and light and
protected by a strange and very "positive" protection which allowed neither grief nor
distress to get to the depth of her little and very kind heart in order to destroy it by
the everyday avalanche of negative emotions and feelings injured by pain, so usual
for all of us. Stella WAS HAPPINESS herself and generously, like the sun, gave it
to all around.

– When I found him, he was so sad! Now he is much better. Right, Harold? –
Addressing both of us simultaneously, Stella happily continued.

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