"One Dollar", She Said.

Fifth Avenue. That famous street. Stars in Christmas trees shining brightly. Full of people. She was walking. Slowly. No need to hurry. She observed the crowd. All in a hurry. Celebrations approaching. Snow flakes mysteriously falling down. Songs of peace and love. Hands full of presents. Money exchanged for happiness. Instant joy. Credit cards having fun. Voices echoing. A special season. Clothes, shoes, jewels, ... demanding attention. Trying to win souls. Human fragrances. Scent of the living.

She felt the need to sing. Gently ... translating her heart vibes into the universe. Louder. Much louder. Still sweet. Her heart chakra opened. Beautiful green. Her voice sounded pure. True happiness. Dreaming about a true Christmas. Not a white one. Most of the people were staring at her. Others felt ashamed for her. They turned their heads.  She did not feel any pressure. She had the courage to be herself. The opinion of others nothing but a crumble pie. Cut in pieces. It tasted sweet. No worries.

She persisted. All Fifth Avenue long. Her heart vibes spreading around, like fire and flames, warming up all souls. In the beginning it was embarrassing, then people reacted differently. Some souls felt touched, suddenly. Out of the blue. Their veins opened up. Warmth injected in their hearts. Miracles occured. Packages were left aside. Presents forgotten. Men and women wanted to be nearer to that precious voice. She felt good. Soul good. Awakening others is luxury for the heart and soul.

The business owners of Fifth Avenue got mad. Who tried to disturb their collection of gold? They noticed that clients were leaving the shops. They were all too curious to see the singing lady. She was surrounded by a white light. It was strange. At first glance. Then they felt more at ease. The words of the song arrived right in the hearts of the listeners. They started to think of their beloved ones. They felt how much they loved them. Memories coming back. Fathers, mothers, children, grandfathers, grandmothers, grandchildren. Pieces of the puzzle completing the whole.

The true spirit of Christmas entered the city. Arriving at Fifth Avenue. The voice went on and on. Healing vibes. Sacred energy. A powerful business man felt stronger than the voice. He decided to end the show. He asked her to shut her voice down. "How much does it cost to keep you quiet?", he whispered. She was not surprised. She replied in the most calm way: "One dollar, sir". He felt stupid. Never expected that answer. His face colored red. He saw it as a personal attack. An insult. He looked for one dollar.

She challenged him. Meeting his eyes. He felt her inner warmth. It was life changing for him. Since he was a little child he always had to fight for his parents' attention. Since that moment he developed the idea that he had to perform to be loved. Do something extra. Always more and more. She only asked for one dollar. He received eyes of love for it. He stopped walking. His hands left the packages. His heart started to beat in a new way. His walls carefully built around his heart, started to melt. Softly. Gently. She saw the miracle.

He cried. Big tears. Grey snow flakes leaving his soul. Ugly bats dying. At once. Damages undone. Magic dance of white butterflies. Magnolia perfume. Deep pain left his body. All of it. Since lifetimes. Healing. Deep within. He said to her that he felt sorry. For making a fool of her. For putting her strength down. He was calm now. In peace. He asked the crowd to give her a standing ovation. They did. Each single one of them. Clapping hands. She made all the difference to him. Finally he felt the impact of wholehearted love. Nothing to be afraid for. Simple present of the universe. Precious gold. Earth made.  

The shops on Fifth Avenue closed that day. People were celebrating. Feeling oneness together. This happiness was lasting. A long long time. The Christmas trees were stunning. In the eyes of everyone who experienced the miracle. Little childen playing. Adults allowing their inner child to express themselves too. Everyone was singing. Hearts reunited. It felt so good. One dollar notes falling out of the sky. For every note, a wish came true. That special day everything seemed possible. They say that the universe creates hope and goes the extra mile when the heart speaks with love. True love conquers all.

By Liesbeth Leysen