Tale 11: The revelation

Today is a happy day! I'm going for a walk downtown with my sister. We booked early at the subway turnstile. When we met we hugged each other tightly. I missed her so much!

- Lívia, are we going to have some coffee before shopping? - I ask, starving.

- Yes, where?

- I know a very good coffee shop. Upstairs, up the slope! I answer, pointing to a street above.

- Is it far? - she asks, a little discouraged.

-No! Come on, I pay!

On the way, we entered a shop to look for costume jewelry. He arrives, I jump in a way that was imperceptible to the other people, he hugs me and walks with me. I can feel his arm around my body.

We arrived, ordered coffee and a cake. It all looks tasty! We sat down to talk.

- Livia, I'm accompanied by a spirit! - I tell her, excited.

- I know, I realized when you arrived. - she answered, looking at the chair where he was.

- He follows me, talks to me and I like him!

She looks at me in surprise and has a fit of laughter!

- How can you like a spirit? - she asked, astonished.

I was crying with laughter. Suddenly Livia got serious.

No, you can't stay with him! He is evil!

- No, he isn't! How can he be bad if he shows me good things? - I stand up for him apprehensively.

- You have to send him away! - she rages.

- I can't, I like him! He is like my boyfriend! - I clarify.

She laughs again, even turning red. I laugh too, saying things like that sounds crazy...

- Nonsense, my sister! This is absurd! - she speaks with her head down.

- Okay... I often realize that his nature is not good, but with me he is good!

- He expects you to go to bed and has sex with you every night!

- How? I do not remember! - I answer, confused.

- God is revealing it to me! Your spirits meet while you sleep!

- I don't remember! He shows me interesting things! He gives me flowers!

- Klaus had a vision: you getting flowers from a man! I said it couldn't be, my sister is a serious person! This is your imagination!

- It's true, it's not your husband's imagination! - I speak in wonder.

- He said there was a man wooing you, so I said: you're crazy! My sister? No!

- You can tell him it wasn't his imagination! It is true!

- Ana, you have to send him away! He is sucking your energies. This is his life.

- I don't have the strength... - I say dejectedly.

- How do you see him?

- I see and hear with the mind. If you see and hear with carnal eyes and ears, you can admit it is crazy! The spiritual world always shrouds the mind! - I explain.

I'm sad, I wanted to be with him so much, I love him. Then I reflect: "What if he's everything that my sister said?"

- Did you ask him what he does?

-No.

- Ask him! He will answer you. - he says with frightening certainty.

We get up from the table and Lívia continues:

- That's some crazy talk we're having! We are the only ones who can understand each other.

We continued the tour, did some shopping and had a good laugh. In the late afternoon a torrential rain fell: the water began to rise rapidly, flooding the city streets; with great excitement we arrived at the station and returned home.

Night fell. She was crocheting in bed with pillows on her back as they still hurt. He appears above, smiling with open arms and hugging me affectionately; I remain in the same position.

- What do you do? What are you?

- Skull eshu.

I'm surprised, sad, upset... He kneels, rests his forehead on my knees, shaking his head. Look at me, I saw an expression of anguish in him:

-No! Do not be prejudiced! Somebody must do it! Don't send me away! - he begs.

I began to cry.

- You can't stay here! Go away! I don't want you anymore!

He is gone.

I called my sister:

- Livia, you were right! He is an eshu! A skull eshu! How did he come to me? - I ask, desperate.

- Someone sent him to destroy you, to end your marriage! The initial plan was to drive you crazy.

- But things have changed, he has become my friend!

- It cannot be, Ana! Eshu doesn't become friends with anyone! You have to send him away! - he exclaims vehemently.

- I have no strength!

- Do you want to be free again?

- Yes.

- Tomorrow I'll go to the mountains to pray for you!

- Okay. Thank you.

I hang up the phone and cry on the pillows.

On Sunday, after lunch I will lie down to rest. I didn't want to think about him, I didn't want to... but I do.

- You called? - he asks.

- Did I call you? How did I do it? - I investigate.

- When you want to call me, you do this: ...., and I will come.

- Go away, in the name of Jesus!

- You don't have the strength to cast me out!

It's already dark and I'm getting ready to go to church. On the way, he arrives, hugs me and walks beside me. He was very happy because he had called him, his head was against my chest.

- I'm going to church. - I tell him.

- I know. - he responds calmly.

He walks in with me, sits next to me and begins to attend the service. How can it be?

- Can you get in here? - I ask, surprised.

He nods positively with a smile. He thought my question was funny. It's weighing heavy on my conscience, as if I am profaning a sacred place.

- Go away, in the name of Jesus!

And angels escort him to the exit.

The next day I call my mother and we talk.

- How can he be bad if he shows good things? - I ask in anguish, and continue. - He gives me flowers and they are so beautiful!

- Evil never says: I'm bad! Evil always shows itself to be good! It is just over time that one realizes that it is evil! - she explains.

She says a prayer.

- I like him, mom! - I confess embarrassed.

- How can you like a spirit, Ana? It is not material, it is not substantial! It doesn't make sense! - she speaks firmly.

- I don't know.

- You have to send him away!

- Yes, you're right. I need to work now. Thank you. Goodbye. - I say goodbye quickly, holding back my crying.

- May God be with you!

- Amen, you too, mother!

I hang up the phone thoughtfully: "How can I like a spirit?".

And a spirit answers:

- That is the essence of love! Love without expecting anything in return! He doesn't even have a body to give you! - and it repeats. - That is the essence of love!

"The essence of love... beautiful! He has no body to give me... yet I love him, because the feeling is from the soul. - I think thrilled.