Messages from an eight-year-old on the verge of death __________
Editions du ROCHER
Preamble by Annaëlle Chimoni (excerpt):« I am eight years old. My body is that of a child, although twisted. I am disabled. On the other hand, I think like an adult. My body is reduced to its simplest expression, so much so that I am a soul without a real envelope to protect it. Often, I feel her moving away from me slowly, surreptitiously, I find it hard to hold her back. As for him, he is heavy and precarious. From time to time, I would like him to return to his land and free me from all weight. But for now, I have a lot to say, a lot of things I hope to take down from the sky.
Since I spoke, the other world, that of adults, that of childishness, was surprised to see that the spirit that inhabits me was born accomplished and this for a specific purpose, because my existence is destined to be short [nine years]. Certainly, my body is affected by a serious neurological disease and medicine, blind to these mysteries, can conclude that my brain is not functioning normally. I think, I listen without hearing, I speak without opening my mouth, I guide the hand of my interlocutors on a keyboard and I have to fight against the angel of disbelief.
I am a believing child. I am Jewish. If I am like all of us sent from God, I am not a prophet or a being from beyond. Being disabled frees me from the shackles of the body and allows my mind to be freer to embrace a wider field. »
« What touched and upset me, first and foremost, was my meeting with her. From the outset, I was necessarily perplexed by this seven-year-old child who seemed to have all the knowledge. This little girl spoke all languages. It was amazing, in the truest sense of the word. Fortunately, people accompanied me and can testify.
Faced with the irrational, we are necessarily skeptical. At first, yes, I was perplexed, but very quickly my questions were swept away. After discussions with a few eminences – in particular Joseph Sitruk, the Chief Rabbi of France – we had to face the facts: there was something that was beyond us all, it was in direct relationship with God.
My contact with her and the two years or so that I spent meeting her were very enriching, charged with emotions. This meeting was very personal, very intimate, and which meant a lot at some point, in my life. We had a deep, powerful exchange.
I can say that he was someone who could bring a lot to others, through his book as well.
She left the day before my birthday, May 13, 2000 (at the age of 9), when I was singing “Élie” on stage, a song I had written and then had him listen to. It was she who told me the prayer that I integrated into the song.
She asked me to open the book of psalms, I randomly opened the one on her shelf and I came across the psalm of the angels, the one which, as in the song, speaks of the transmission of life. »
Patrick Bruel (Interview with David Reinharc in June 2008)
Unfortunately "Le Livre d'Annaëlle" is neither in paperback nor in PDF on the Internet. However, the essence of his messages are here. They light up this site. Here they are by topic:
Life, everyday life, suffering, despair
The way, the awakening, the meditation, the purpose of life
Love, relationship, children
Death, the afterlife, contacts, suicide...