> a Boy loves a Man - book 1 <
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- A little upcoming Shaman grows up in a secluded site in the Rumanian mountains. He is the newborn Gypsy Crown Prince and way too intelligent for his own good. He knows he has an Important Task to fulfill on our Planet Earth once he is a grownup and meets his former 'trapper Dad' from their past lives who also has been his great-grandfather...

- CHAPTER 2. Being named after my Great-Grandfather.

A couple hours later, I woke up in total darkness, and at first didn't understand where I could be now. I suddenly missed the cozy womb I had been living in for nine months; and I also missed the reassuring heartbeat sound of 'bump-bump, bump-bump' that always accompanied me. Feeling uncertain, my new baby brain tried to find out what could have happened. Where had I landed; and where was my safe shelter? Could this unexpected darkness be my first earthly 'night'? Feeling more and more helpless and lonely, I didn't know what to do, and my confused baby body reacted to the unusual sensations and started to cry while again producing its deep and sonorous baritone sound.

Within a second, I heard some unknown noises, and a night light switched on so that I could look around. A broadly smiling face showed up and hovered over me; and I stopped crying while staring at it in wonder. In vain, I tried to focus my still very unwilling baby eyes on that vague and misty thing that moved nearby and produced reassuring sounds. Two warm hands gently lifted me from between my pillows, while at the same time supporting my still very wobbly head. Now sensing her already well-known female energy, I recognized my new Mom and immediately felt safe again.

My Mom took me into her arms and happily cradled me; until she suddenly sniffed the air and told me:

"Son, I think you have pooped your diaper! Just a moment please, because I have to clean you first."

She took me to our living room, where she laid me down onto my fluffy towel. Adeptly, she removed my again soiled diaper, washed and powdered my smelly bottom, and put another warm and clean diaper on me. Next, she carried me to her bedroom, took me onto her lap, and YES! There was that yummy soft thing again! Immediately, I started to suck on it with all my might, until my stomach was filled to the brim with that delicious nourishment. Unexpectedly, I had to burp and spilled half of it; but who cares. My Mom just cleaned me up and let me drink some more. Feeling cared for and happy again, I fell asleep in her warm and cozy arms, and didn't even notice her putting me to bed in what was now my own small sleeping den with my own cozy bed and my own pile of brightly colored pillows.

Some time later, I woke up again, because the bright morning light tickled my still very sensitive baby eyes and made me sneeze. Immediately, my clairvoyant Shaman abilities sensed the presence of another person who approached me from our living room. Obviously, somebody had heard my sneezing and now wanted to know what I was doing. This time, I sensed a totally different energy, full of power and strength, engulfing me with lots of love and safety. Instinctively, I knew this had to be 'male' energy; and the person hovering over me was my new Dad! I tried to focus my eyes on him; and, much to my delight, I really succeeded in getting the vague picture a little bit sharper. This much darker face, adorned with an enormous moustache, was producing louder and more sonorous reassuring sounds. My Mom's eyes had been bright blue; but the warm eyes full of love and happiness that looked at me now, were deep brown, nearly black.

When my new Dad saw me concentrating and trying to focus my unwilling eyes on him, he started to smile broadly, while his enormous hands lifted me out of my pillows and gently supported my still very wobbly head. Happily, my Dad took me to our couch in our living room, where he sat down, took me onto his enormous lap, and folded his strong arms around my tiny baby body. Immediately, I tried to melt away into his warm and cozy aura, already feeling totally safe and welcome on his huge lap and in his strong arms. His powerful love and tender care engulfed my entire body, and I basked in my feelings of being loved and cared for like this, while I tried to melt away in his enveloping aura even more.

Within a few seconds, my Dad suddenly sniffed the air while he chuckled:

"Son, I think you've pooped your diaper! What shall I do; wake your Mom to help you, or shall I try to clean you?"

Without waiting for an answer, my Dad laid me down onto my fluffy towel, removed my again soiled diaper, and cleaned my smelly bottom. After drying me, he tried to powder my sensitive parts, but accidentally spilled some powder into the air, which made both of us sneeze at the same time. Looking ashamed about his obvious clumsiness, my Dad continued to put a clean diaper on me, while I wiggled around in his enormous hands and showed him my joyful face. Although my new Dad did this for the first time, I already LOVED it when he tried to pamper me! To be honest, I still do...

Still trying to focus my unwilling eyes on my Dad's beaming face full of love and happiness, I stared into his dark brown eyes, where I contacted his soul and immediately started to smile broadly when I recognized him. I was now sure that my Dad and I were kindred souls, and I felt very happy to have this wonderful and lovable person as my new Dad!

At seeing my first smile, my Dad got tears in his dark brown eyes, while he told me with a choked voice:

"Boy, your over-curious bright blue eyes are looking straight into my soul! What an enormous amount of power do you possess! To me, you already are a real Prince. And, although you are not even one day old, you were already smiling at me... My dear son, you really are an extremely special child, and I am very proud to be your humble Dad."

Looking proud, my Dad scooped me into his arms, turned around, and slumped backwards on our couch. Then, he placed my tiny baby body on top of his enormous chest! That felt marvelous! Immediately, I tried to spread out onto my Dad's broad chest as far as I could, while I let myself melt away in his powerful and lovable male aura. Accidentally, my little nose disappeared into his left armpit. At that same moment, when I smelled my Dad's strong manly odor for the first time, I was sure that I would be hooked on this manly scent for the remainder of my life. To be honest, I still am...

For quite some time, my Dad and I enjoyed our close togetherness very much, until I tried to put my small arms around his broad chest, to let him know how much I loved him in return. Unfortunately, that turned out to be very frustrating, because my still undeveloped arms and legs absolutely refused to do what I wanted them to do. Much to my disappointment, my tiny baby limbs just flapped around, because I couldn't find the proper muscles to control them. Obviously, my small baby body was still way too immature; and I had to learn how to use its uncooperative muscles first. After some more trying, I started to feel a bit disappointed, stopped my idle efforts, and looked at my Dad.

For a few seconds, my Dad stared back at my disappointed face, obviously not comprehending why I suddenly looked distracted. Then, our mutual love and togetherness made us smile at each other again, while I basked in his powerful manly aura full of love and happiness. Feeling totally safe on his broad chest and in his enveloping arms, I slumped down again, put my little nose in his left armpit, closed my eyes, and almost immediately dozed off into dreamland. Within two minutes, both my Dad and I were sound asleep, joyously snoring together.

Since that first day, I was addicted to sleeping on my Dad's stomach or lying curled up in his safe arms. Soon, my Dad started to call me 'my little octopus', because I always tried to drape my limbs all over his chest and belly. Well, I just couldn't help loving him, and I also wanted to have as much bodily contact with my Dad as I could muster. To be honest, I still do... Besides, thinking about it, doesn't a real octopus have eight limbs instead of only four?

Around an hour later, I suddenly woke up again, because my inherited Shaman abilities sensed another powerful male energy that approached our caravan and clearly planned to pay us a visit. Obviously, another 'special gift' was kicking into action; and it turned out to be absolutely right. Within ten seconds, Michail, who was our Vice King and my Dad's best friend, opened our front door and stepped inside our caravan, on his way ducking his head to be able to pass the doorpost. Michail was a HUGE man, always clad in his inseparable fur coat, today also wearing a pair of leather boots and warm gloves because of the cold winter weather. He started to chuckle when he saw my Dad, still peacefully sleeping on our couch, while having his proudly beaming little son spread out all over his chest and belly.

My Dad woke up when he heard Michail's chuckling; but he first looked at ME, to see if everything was all right with me. When he saw I was awake and smiled back at him, he seemed to feel relieved. Carefully, he lifted me off his chest, sat upright, and took me onto his lap and into his safe arms. Now, my Dad welcomed our still chuckling visitor:

"Sorry, Michail, for oversleeping; but I have to baby-sit my son because Maria is still in bed and recuperating."

"Yes, I see; and your newborn son and you absolutely are one of a kind! Just look at your son's over-curious bright blue eyes. What an enormous amount of power and intelligence does our little Crown Prince radiate! Although he is not even one day old, he already stares into my eyes as if he recognizes me and understands everything that I am saying, while he looks straight into my soul with his piercing blue orbs..."

Indeed, I WAS staring at Michail's lovable aura, while my Inside basked in the happy feeling of recognizing my most loyal friend from our Timeless Eternal Realm and from many shared past lives. He still had his beautiful and vibrant aura that stretched out into all directions and engulfed both my Dad and me with very much Love and Respect. My Inside was sure that Michail and I still loved each other dearly. In our present lives, he would again be my faithful and totally devoted loyal Friend and Cosmic Helper; until I would be six years old, and my parents and I had to flee to a foreign country to redeem some old and very nasty Karma. Two years later, I would meet my Eternal Soul Mate and Very Best Friend who once had been my 'trapper Dad' and would become my new Dad after I had reached eight Earthly years and was living in a foreign country...

Unfortunately, and way too soon, my meddlesome baby brain restarted to think, so that my clairvoyant memories faded away into oblivion until I couldn't remember them any more. Feeling a bit frustrated, I tried to shake my wobbly head, to get rid of those suddenly appearing cobwebs. Had I really had a 'trapper Dad', during my past life on earth? And would I really meet my 'trapper Dad' again, after I became eight years old and lived in some 'foreign country', whatever that might be?

In the meantime, my present Dad smiled back at Michail, while he answered:

"My newborn baby son certainly is an extremely special child; and I am already very proud of him! This morning, he suddenly smiled at me, just before we fell asleep; and he smiled again when I woke up and sat upright to look him over. Now, my precious Gypsy Crown Prince and newborn Heir to the Throne, let's go outside and meet our already waiting subjects; to let them have their first official look at you..."

My Dad lifted me off his lap, rose from our couch while supporting my still very wobbly head, and first laid me down in between a couple of colored pillows, before he started to look for some warm clothing to wrap me in. Soon, he found a nicely colored plaid blanket; and covered my entire body in it, letting only my face show through so that I could see where we went. Together, my Dad and I followed Michail outside and stepped into our cold winter world full of blinding snow. Helpfully, my Dad turned me around, so that I could look around and see where we were going...

Feeling totally overwhelmed, I started to look around with bulging eyes, and just didn't know what I wanted to see first. Desperately trying to focus my still way too unwilling eyes, I stared at a blurry circle of snowy caravans around a brightly glowing campfire. Lots of happy looking people seemed to be waiting for us, while their children were frolicking around and throwing snowballs at each other. Everybody started to cheer when my Dad and I showed up from our caravan, and all the people bowed towards their Beloved Gypsy Leader and their newborn little Gypsy Crown Prince, obviously to greet us and make us feel even more welcome.

Two violin players started to play beautiful Gypsy melodies full of hope and glory, while my Dad and I stepped into a circle of many wooden benches around the brightly glowing campfire. Immediately, all the grownups went to their own benches and sat down; while all the playing children left their snowballs and climbed onto one of the many inviting laps, to be cuddled and feel loved. Now that everybody was seated and looked at us with expectant eyes, my Dad started to walk me around the circle, still carrying me in his arms while supporting my wobbly head. Happily, he let all our beloved subjects have a closer look at their newborn little Crown Prince and only Heir to the Throne.

Again, all the people who saw me for the first time, reacted surprised; and many of them told my Dad how amazed they felt at seeing my over-curious and intense looking bright blue eyes. They were sure they had never seen such extreme alertness and Inner Power in such a young child. And, for our future Gypsy King, having blond hair and bright blue eyes had to be an absolute first in our long row of preceding Gypsy Leaders. If this were a sign from our Supreme Being, our newborn Crown Prince would become something VERY special!

By using my inherited Shaman abilities, I sensed the energy of all those praising words, understood what they meant, and involuntarily started to blush. Were really my subjects thinking I could be THAT special? Wow...

After everybody had seen and admired their newborn Crown Prince, my proud looking Dad announced:

"Today, we present our newborn Heir to the Throne to our entire Gypsy Community, to our Beloved Ancestors, and to our Highest Supreme Being. The official names of our newborn Gypsy Crown Prince will be 'Harold Janovski Romani'; because his Mother and I have decided to name our first son after his deceased Great-Grandfather who once was and always will be our beloved 'Gypsy Monarch Harold the Great'. So be it!"

Immediately after my Dad announced my official names; all the men with little children on their laps rose from their wooden benches, while lifting their kids high into the air. After they kissed their kids, they suddenly threw them upwards into the sky, as high as they could, to greet and thank our Beloved Ancestors and our Highest Supreme Being. When their kids landed, the men caught them adeptly into their strong arms and retook them onto their laps. The kids enjoyed the fun immensely and shrieked with delight while begging for more.

Unexpectedly, I too had a sensation of flying up, even higher into the air and far above the other kids! Immediately, I felt ecstatic and free as a bird, while I nearly cried from my suddenly overwhelming emotions and just wanted to fly even higher. This intense sense of total freedom strongly reminded me of our Timeless Eternal Realm, where my Inside remembered that my Soul belonged in reality. During a way too short moment, I felt like flying Back Home...

Too soon, my earthly body started to go down; although I still tried to fly even higher, by flapping my unwilling arms and legs around. Then, my flight was over. The very moment I landed, my Dad adeptly caught me in his strong arms and quickly took care of my still very wobbly head. For a few seconds, he looked me over from head to foot, to see if everything was all right with me. Still feeling ecstatic and full of energy, I showed my Dad my broadest smile!

Feeling reassured, my Dad smiled back at me and kissed my little nose. Then, he lifted me onto his broad shoulders; while holding my body with one hand and supporting my head with the other. Again, he started to walk me around the circle; this time to let ME greet my own Beloved People! One by one, my Dad stopped in front of my Beloved Subjects and told me their names. One by one, my Beloved Subjects bowed towards me and touched my feet, thus vowing their eternal loyalty to their newborn Crown Prince and future Gypsy King.

Of course, I tried to greet my Beloved Subjects back, to thank them for their trust and loyalty. Only, very much to my disappointment, my idle attempts turned out to be in vain and extremely frustrating. My still way too unwilling baby body just didn't know how to bow back; and the only things that left my mouth were small air bubbles and a lot of saliva. After several more idle tries to bow back to my people and speak to them, I started to feel annoyed. I became angry with myself because my tiny baby-body was too small to be able to make myself understood; and I felt frustrated because my still underdeveloped muscles absolutely refused to do what I wanted them to do.

My happy looking Dad saw me drooling; but he didn't understand what I was trying to do, and only laughed at seeing my frustrated face and mumbling mouth. After my last Beloved Subject had bowed and touched my feet, my Dad just handed me to Michail, and asked my huge friend to take me back to our own Royal caravan, where my Mom would clean me up and put me to bed. Of course, I tried to protest fiercely, because I wanted to join the fun outside for a much longer time! However, neither my Dad nor Michail seemed to understand what I tried to tell them. Without saying another word, Michail just took me into his enormous arms and carried me back to our own snow-covered Royal caravan.

Inside our nicely warmed caravan, my Mom was awake and happily greeted us. She smiled when she saw me drooling, and first cleaned my wet face and bubbly mouth with a few tissues. Then, she removed my colored plaid, took me into her arms, and let me drink from her soft things she called 'breasts'; until I was stuffed to the brim, had to burp, and unintentionally spilled some. After my Mom cleaned me up and applied a fresh diaper on me, she kissed my wrinkling little nose and put me in between my pile of brightly colored pillows, to have my afternoon nap.

Within a minute, I was sound asleep, dreaming of a beautiful future and being able to speak.

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Aad Aandacht is a retired Dutch psychotherapist, living in The Netherlands, who still loves writing 'emotional rollercoasters with a message' and plans to go on writing them for a looong time.
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