More and more you are aware that this is a contact with your hybrid children, who are standing almost next to you behind a curtain, behind a veil, and they are reaching out their hands towards you:
You can hold their hand … you can reach out for them…
The gesture of reaching out is already so loving, so felt as coming from the heart in the realms of the hybrid children. They always were denied. They grew up without the motherly love they should have known. The elder hybrid children do not know this feeling and they are more shy than the youngsters. The youngsters are more open, more close to you, but do not forget the elder children:
They looked after the youngsters, they held them, they taught them things, taught them how to play, to learn, how to contact their mothers and fathers in the dreamtime.