One morning, I woke up early and was not prepared that I was wise. I called with a loud voice, “Mother, Mother. My mother entered to my room while I was telling her, “Wake up, O my dear child. What is wrong with you?” I said to her, “Mother, I dreamt a strange dream last night and was frightened a lot.”
My mother sat on the edge of the bed, scolded me, and asked, “What did you see in the dream? For I saw, O mother, that when I was returning from the school and did not find the way to the house and could not distinguish myself from the other voices, so I asked the mother, how is that?” The daughter said, “This, my daughter, is what happened. For everything around me was voices, trees, flowers, trees, and the wind and the clouds.”
I felt anxiety and sadness and pain, so I began crying and went, wanting my mother and father and wanting to return to my house. I cried and cried until I lost my voice, and suddenly I heard a voice calling me, “Do not cry, O my little one, and look at all the wonders. I did not see anything in the evening that my tears had wet.” I looked with confusion, and a small bird appeared to me, frightened, wearing my clothes. I was surprised and said to the small bird, “How did you wear my clothes without the other things?” The small bird answered and said, “O my dear small one. I am the bird of peace, and I will protect you, but why are you, O little one, the protected one who protects its clothes?”
For the earth is very sad from the multitude of troubles and the intensity of worries. So it promised itself not to return to its creator until it finds peace and love, and I am, O little one, the protected one who loves peace. I have remained protecting my clothes until you chose to come from this earth to be happy. Then a feather of wind came to me and said, “Listen, O my feather of wind. Come with me, return with the feathers, and heal all things with this wind. The feathers of the wind, O my feather of wind, come with the feathers, and heal all things, and the wind will blow strongly from what the wind of nature.”
I took the feather and healed feathers of the wind. Come with the feathers of the wind, heal all things. The wind blew strongly, and the things became healed from what the wind of nature.”
I was very happy until I forgot all the harm that had happened. My mother said then, “Wake up, for it is a strange dream and my mother frightened me.” She said, “Do not fear. We all dream, and sometimes dreams become annoying and sometimes become beautiful, but when we wake up, everything around us becomes its normal.”