Bow to the Feet
Bow to the Feet of a street beggar
She was sitting on the ground, on a clean white carton - a small girl, the age of my daughters - 16-17, so young and already a street beggar.
Her body, relaxed and almost asleep attracted me like a magnet, her purity and innocence touched my heart, like Mother Mary was inside her.
-Oh my God, she might be here just waiting for me!
I bowed on my knees deep to her feet and felt warm waves going along my body - from the feet to the head, and i saw a purple light at the middle of my forehead, then i felt a flow of love and relief.
I stood for a while, enjoying the new feeling my heart was able to feel.
It was just the beginning of the many magic events