old story

Sometimes I buy grass and make tea or do exactly what the old women used to do in our village. They didn't teach anyone, because they said you cannot learn how to help people the way they could, you have this talent or don't. They only touched hands, or the place that hurts, talk about life somewhere on a bench, hug and the people would feel better instantly. I think it was the power in them, that could change anything. One time one lady told my grandmother how to do something, my grandmother wrote on a paper every detail and was looking at it every time. And I heard, the people had to do exactly what they told, no option. When what they did worked, the women were so happy, proud, like it was their win too, they knew it for some reason. They would talk about it, buy us candies. Later the village got abandoned, were no electricity lines working, and they all moved to relatives and now now one does it any more. Still good to know, that there is power beyond our understanding, that is on our side...