Siiri

It's been seven years since I left, I don't know much about them. The only thing I ever find out about them is in the newspapers.

Ruth is one of the most famous singers in Europe, always in gossip, although of course her fame is also thanks to her "beautiful voice". Ruth's life is so dramatic that it seems that a novelist has created it for her, who would say that what they say about her on television is true. She tried to commit suicide, had a lonely childhood, etc.

Lauri has a contract with an incredible basketball team, he's one of the best well-known men in Finland, we don't know that much about his personal life, though, but I do know what he does for charity in Finland.

And Risto, well, he is only known by those who are interested in knowing him. He is a "famous" musician of classical music, one of those who are not really known except by the lovers of this genre of music. He also does incredible things; he tours around the world and well... it seems that all of them were born to be great.

Sometimes I buy gossip magazines to know a bit about them... I would have liked to end up like them too. Maybe in another life, in this life... I liked the spiritual stuff more than the material ones.

I live in Helsinki, the capital of Finland. City of people and full of attractive places to visit, with 6 months of snow and more sun than the rest of the states. I am known in the neighborhood as "The Wizard", possibly I am the only one in all Finland. I read tarot, tea, coffee, hand, pendulum, snails, give yoga and meditation classes, in short... I was and still am that strange person I always was and still am proud to be.

Once the television media sought me out to talk about myself, and my famous meditation of Universes, but I have always believed that this is not how spirituality works, but rather that it is something that is acquired from person to person. So, I rejected them...

—Hurry up! —repeated my Universe to me as I tried to get dressed.

—I'm coming! —I bawled.

—It's in all newspapers.

—I don't believe you, it's crazy, it would be too much, in fact, I don't know if I want to read it.

—Why? —he asked, confused.

—I don't know, on the one hand I want to know if it's true what you say, and on the other hand I don't feel ready to see pictures.

—Today is a special day, Siiri.

—What are you up to? You look very happy today.

—I'm always happy, then that's why they think I'm unbearable.

I looked at my Universe with a half-smile on my face, there is no doubt that it and I are meant for each other.

I finished dressing casually, trying to go unnoticed in the streets. My mailbox had new mail, at first, I didn't want to pay attention to it. Everyone knows that everything comes through the mail, especially what you don't want to receive, like bills and complaints. But my Universe looked so anxious there, floating above the mailbox, that I couldn't help but talk to it again in public.

—You said the news was at the newsagent's —I whispered in secret— not in the mailbox.

—This isn't exactly a new, it's more like a surprise.

I stopped to open the mailbox. Inside the mailbox I found a blank envelope, with no name, address or stamp. I could have panicked, but I am one of those people who are aware that what they are experiencing is created by their own thoughts. "Thinking something bad won't bring me anything good". I thought.

I tucked her into my jacket and walked to the newsstand, pretending not to hear my chattering Universe. After so many years, I have been able to almost perfect the technique I call "The Madman", which tries to appear conscious and humane, that which the beings of this planet consider "Normal".

When I arrived at the newspaper stand, I took the first one I liked, since according to my Universe there would be no great difference.

I walked to a park to sit down, but I was so curious that I ended up sitting on a bench in an old cemetery. In Finland, there is not much difference. There are even people who go to exercise in cemeteries, we are strange people, sorry, normal people.

Front page in the entertainment section.

"Love and Snow"

"After the signature contribution between the "famous" classical musician Risto Valo and singer Ruth Williams, they are in the city of Rovaniemi in a compromising situation...

Could it be that the musician is planning to hang on to the fame of the successful Ruth Williams? Sources say they have known each other since they were children, when they lived in this very city where the snowfalls last for almost a whole year...blah blah".

And from there, several pictures of Risto and Ruth together, kissing in the middle of the snowy city, with a cigar in their hands.

—How the media loves to exaggerate things... -—mentioned aloud— It seems they even share the same vice now.

—Risto's Universe must be a genius. —exclaimed my Universe.

—I admit that his work as a Universe is better than that of many other Universes I know, among which I include you, perhaps that is why he will be given the opportunity to be human... — I tried not to break my voice and look strong.

—It's okay to cry... —answer my Universe full of mockery.

—Sometimes I think I should make demands on you, but other times I prefer to be surprised and trust you and God... Risto hanging on to her fame! -—omment with deadly laughter.

—Now open the letter —it  replied, and cut off my laugh.

I took the letter that remained folded inside my jacket, I began to open it while I see the eyes of my Universe, full of... emotion, malice and mockery, not knowing what to expect. As soon as I opened it, a picture of me as a child came out. On the back of it, a message that said: "I found you". I thought of different possibilities, among them, some psycho, my father looking for money, or... Lauri.

While it's true that Lauri is famous, it's not easy to find information about him. I only see his games, I see him on posters of prestigious sports brands, but as for his private life, he had always kept himself very much to himself. While I was thinking about how little I knew about Lauri, someone came up from behind to cover my eyes, with his hands frozen. I wanted to complain, but instead, I moistened their hands with my tears, the answer was covering my eyes after so many years.

—You're still talking to yourself? —asked the voice.

—Lauri! —I exclaimed, full of happiness.

—You don't know how difficult it was to find you, like a needle in a haystack, one day you simply disappeared, one day we all left.

—Well... —I exclaimed taking the newspaper— Apparently some lovebirds are in Rovaniemi.

—I know, I don't need to see a newspaper to know that. They're here because I invited them. But before I go on... I want to know what happened to you. I had you investigated and I was told that you're a witch...

—Not exactly, what incompetent, ignorant detective you've hired, I'm in the business of... spirituality and esotericism, it's not the same thing.

—Siiri, are you happy about your life?

—I told you once, being happy is your own choice. What about you?

—Yes, I also decided to find my happiness. I'm happy. I'm here because I'm getting married.

He turned to me smiling, smiling like never before, smiling sincerely...

—Seriously? —I asked incredulously.

—I'm marrying a fan of mine, I've been dating her for two and a half years, and now she's pregnant, our baby will be born in a couple of months, you know, Siiri? It's ironic, all my life I've longed for a family, envied other people's families, and begged for love crumbs. I never thought that at the end I would be the one to form my own family, and that I would be the one to choose the love that I felt I deserved to receive.

—I am so happy, brother, —I finally smiled.

—Here is the invitation, —he explained, showing me a letter— the wedding will be in Rovaniemi, this is a train ticket for you to attend.

—-So that's why those poors are there, all right, I'll attend. How are your grandparents?

—Well, almost the same night you disappeared, I disappeared too, and then I went to America. When I finally got back, my grandfather had already died... —He told me with sadness and shame— My grandmother, she's very old now too, and it's hard for her to walk although she insists that she will be the one who will take me to the altar. Since I was able to return, I have been taking care of her. I don't know anything about our parents.

—I'm sure your grandfather is proud of you...

— I wouldn't be so sure of that. He probably died in anguish thinking that I had become a clone of my mother.

—Your grandfather always knew you were better than that, and I'm sure now more than ever he can be convinced that he was right.

—Thank you Siiri... —Lauri snapped and then a silence came over not only his mouth but his eyes.

—Why? —was all I could think to ask.

—Because as the years went by, I realized that you were right, in many things, and I realized that I should always have listened to you. I can't command in my heart, but I could command in my mind and thoughts, I should never have cast you aside.

—I never gave you advice expecting a "thank you", —I answered— everything I have given you has come from my heart. I am so strange, I know.

—I think the correct term is "perfect" —he replied with a smile.

My Universe and his Universe had also sat under a tree and talked. They are probably telling each other about all the problems we go through, and the hard work they do for us every day.

—Siiri does not understand, —exclaimed my Universe— I have told her to ask me for abundance, to ask me for love... and she prefers to live her day by day.

—It's you who should learn from her, —replied Lauri's Universe— maybe she shouldn't ask you, maybe if you think she deserves it, you should give it to her.

—But... there's no one left, —it turned to me in sorrow and in the distance.

I just kept seeing him with a big smile on his face. Maybe he doesn't notice, but I know we're never quite alone.

—Why don't you look for Risto before we get to the wedding?

—He's already got someone, and besides, if I ever get someone's love, I want him to really...

—belongs to you? —interrupted Lauri.

—Correspond me, that would be the right term.

—You are right, still, get yourself together and bring out all the beauty you are always trying to hide behind your dark clothes, remember it is a day to celebrate.

Lauri stood up from the bench and walked along with his Universe as he watched it slowly drift away.

—You are very difficult Siiri —my Universe suddenly let go.

—Why?

—I never know what to do to make you happy, I am always with you, I am always working and taking care of you... and at the end of each night I do look for someone to share my day with. We Universes keep many things quiet and keep them to ourselves —he exclaimed sadly.

—Can you be quiet? That's a new one! Then it is you who wants a partner and not me. Maybe it's me who should find you a partner.  So, stop complaining and get ready, we have a wedding to attend.