The other day children were picking up lots of lower evergies from the collective, were fussy and crying for no reason
I notice Y's heart was lacking strenght and his wings were down
I grab him by the shoulders, pull them back and bend his back a little and tell him to breathe in the rainbow
It cracked open
I go: "Y, do you see that bad/black Y inside you? Get it out"
Y answers: "Don't worry mommy, I have already sent it to the Sun" :)
And his wings were flying open again