My Nephew, one tiny and boundless round Universe

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I’ve found a new calling as a freestyle babies’ and children’s storyteller.

Everytime I find my nephew awake and interactive, I feel an instant urge to latch onto him and create a third world plane where we can experience the same magical things together.

I can’t describe the joy I feel when I see and feel him responding to me. I can see it in his eyes, in his facial expressions, in the sounds and gestures he makes.

This tiny bouncing ball of energy has all the eternal wisdom inside him. I feel it when we interact. He knows it fully well what I mean by magic. His world is magical. He gets excited when we talk about explorations and adventures, the little wonders and joys of life. I call him an explorer with a cute hat and a red backpack, a ball of cheese, a creature who swims in and thinks and dreams of milk, a tiny indestructible universe, an ancient treasure chest, among others. I told him once how I knew he’s holding magical surprises inside his tiny, delicate hands – and he laughed.

His spirit lives in his infant body for now yet I feel his expansiveness – his true essence cannot be contained.

He’s amazed when I tell him how I imagine it must be like inside his milky mouth – how we’re gonna go on a ship and ride the waves of this milky ocean. He agrees when I tell him how I imagine what’s inside his round tummy – for sure stars, entire galaxies, raindrops, and all the yummy things too, like cupcakes.

To most adults my poetry, my art, my imagination are pure nonsense and even ridiculous. On the other hand these are the same things that make me naturally good at being a freestyle storyteller to babies and kids.

To my perfect round nephew, I am not ridiculous because I’m talking about things that are not real. To him I am ridiculous because my world is only as limited as my imagination.

To him I am ridiculously amusing and liberating. He wouldn’t want me any other way. He is just thrilled to be with me in this third world plane we create together where unlimited realities abound.

Whenever I see him awake I ask him to tell me stories about his world, of new things he discovered and his accompanying thoughts and feelings. I also tell him about my world, what it’s like outside, about my dogs, the animals, the plants, the sun, the sky (I could go on), what brings me joy and the fun things we’re gonna be doing when he grows up. In my mind there is an actually existing world where we are on a timeless adventure – we walk through forests, sleep on tree tops like birds, cross rivers, hike mountains, fly and eat chocolates for snacks. Of course, we read books along the way and play with animal friends.

I’ve found my reflection as a Universe in my nephew, my new cutesy friend – and my heart feels content.

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