Thursday, October 26, 2017
“What is that? I can’t make that out.”
“What, I can’t hear you. Can’t you speak louder?”
“I still can’t hear you. Can you speak louder?”
After a sort of scrabbling, ripping, popping sound from a brightly colored bag came a shout, “Here I am!”
“Ah, there, now I can hear you. Who are you? You’re really different looking.” “I’m Candy Corn,” she said happily.
“You…you’re Candy Corn eh?” “That’s right! Who are you?” “I’m Licorice. Hello.” “What is this place,” Candy Corn asked.
“It’s a grocery store,” said Licorice. “We’re on a shelf. Butterscotch told me something. He said that people will come here and take us to their homes and put us in bags for little people. What do you think of that?”
“Wow! That sounds like fun!”
“Are you always so cheerful and happy,” Licorice said feeling a little overwhelmed by Candy Corn’s enthusiasm.
“I’ve always been like this as far back as I can remember,” Candy Corn answered.
“Well, you are very colorful. Yellow and orange and a little white. A very pleasing effect,” Licorice commented, “I noticed everyone else with you are all the same colors.”
“Yes, we all like to be colorful in the same way. You have lots of colors too. I see black and red and yellow and all sorts of colors. I like it,” Candy Corn said, “Very stylish.”
“Do you think we have a purpose besides being as sweet as we are,” asked Candy Corn.
“Well, it seems that people don’t always know how to say nice things to each other or even to talk to each other and sometimes they like to bring out sweet things like us, candy, that can cheer everybody up,”Licorice responded.
“Now I understand that…” said Candy Corn “…but isn’t there something that can be done so that human beings could still enjoy candy but don’t use it instead of being able to talk to each other?"
“Wow, that’s a pretty profound thought for candy,” said Butterscotch chiming in to the conversation.
“Still, maybe there is,” Candy Corn continued feeling inspired, “Maybe we could start a new slogan called, Candy or conversation or both!”
“I like that,”Licorice and Butterscotch said together, “That’s good” “Let’s do that,” They all said together in happy excitement.
It’s okay for Halloween to be sweet as well as fun. Hope you have good times, good talks and maybe new friends too. Goodlife
Saturday, July 08, 2017
He felt like he’d just woken up from a deep dream. He smiled and looked up. Bright blue with a few puffy white clouds and he smiled wider. “Oh, this is perfect,” he thought.
He looked down towards the villages and cities, for he could see in all directions being at the very top of the mountain. “It looks quiet but there’s sort of a sadness there,” he thought to himself, “I wonder if they’re missing something?”
Sky, his dog, who had been laying beside him during his long nap looked at him and said, in that special way they had of talking just through their eyes, something that helped him to understand.
Sky said, “They are missing you. They are missing that naturally happy part of themselves. You don’t remember but you came up here because the people began losing their happiness and since you are the one that holds and protects the peoples happiness you came up here to keep it safe. Do you remember now?”
“Yes”, said he said, “I do remember that now. Thank you for reminding me. Perhaps we should come down from the mountain.”
“Yes Hap,” Sky said, “Lets come down from the mountain now and you can sprinkle your happiness all the way down.”
“How shall I do that,” He asked. Sky said, “The clouds are forming above you now because they will help. So just look at the clouds.”
Hap looked up at the clouds and soon they became heavy and thick and a slight golden and green color appeared that looked a bit like a rainbow and then there was pink and light blue as well. “Oh, I like those colors the clouds are.” “Yes,” Sky responded, “Very nice. Now just be yourself and look at the clouds.”
Hap was filled with his own happiness and looked at the clouds and soon the clouds spread out all over the land. The mountain, yes, the small villages and the cities and all over the planet and rained lightly.
Some people remember the rain that came in different colors and felt like it was tingly and after that, people were happy and liked each other and weren’t mad at each other for reasons they couldn’t even remember anymore.
Life got better and Hap was able to come down from the mountain with his dog Sky and all was well again.
May Happiness visit you soon and your town or your city and may it visit all your friends and family and for that to happen in the most benevolent way for you all now. Goodlife
Friday, May 26, 2017
Tom crawled out from under the leaf. It had fallen on him and was a complete surprise. He thought he’d never get out from underneath it.
“Oof,” he said as he finally got out from under. He didn’t take it personally of course, because leaves do fall and of course they come back again and that’s a great joy of living in the forest.
“Renewal,” he thought to himself, “That’s always the way it happens. It’s very unexpected. You come to the end of what ever it is for you and you just sort of go away.”
Tom had experienced this himself many times as an earthworm but it was unusual to be a portion of it and of course when the leaf hit him, unexpectedly, on the head and made him a little bit fuzzy there for a minute, he was thinking, “Is this the season?” He looked around and he said, “No, no. This is Spring.” So he was confused.
He looked up in the tree. It wasn’t very far up because it was not a very big tree and there sitting on a branch where the leaf may have fallen off was his friend Arnie, the squirrel.
“Oh”, he thought. He smiled at Arnie and Arnie laughed. They were old friends. He never thought that Arnie would be able to drop a leaf and it fall exactly on top of him since leaves like to flutter when they fall.
Tom laughed out loud and Arnie ran down and they laughed together. Arnie said, “I can’t believe the leaf landed right on top of you.”
He laughed as he said, “I’ve been trying to do that for about 3 or 4 leaves and I don’t think you ever noticed it because the leaf just flew by.”
“I didn’t notice it,” Tom said. “But this time I couldn’t help but notice it. I’m glad you didn’t pick a really heavy leaf. This one kind of made me a little dizzy.”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Arnie said sincerely, “I didn’t realize I’d hurt you.” Arnie came up close to Tom and brushed Tom gently with his fur. “Does that feel better?”
“Oh yes,” Tom said. “Oh, that’s better. Thank you!”
“I’m sorry,” Arnie said, “I’ll never do that again, I promise.”
Tom said, “Can I trust you on that?” “Yes really,” Arnie replied, “I’ll never play a joke on you again. You’re my best friend. I don’t want to hurt you!”
“Okay,” Tom said, “I forgive you.” “Arnie offered, “Do you want to go for a ride?” Tom said, “As long as it’s a short one and please not up in the tree.” “Okay,” Arnie replied.
“I know you like to go up in the tree, “Tom said, “but it scares me. After all, I live underground most of the time.”
“I know”, Arnie said, “that kind of scares me.” They looked at each other and laughed and they both said almost at the same time, “We sure are a couple of strange friends aren’t we.”
They both laughed and Arnie laid down and Tom got on and they took a slow walk around the forest. Tom looked around to make sure everything was safe for them and thought that it is a good thing that there are lots of trees so they could walk and be protected by low hanging branches. As he appreciated that he relaxed more riding on his friend.
Tom said, “That’s a nice ride but I think I’ll go back home now.” “Okay,” Arnie said and carefully went over to where the opening was to Tom’s home.
“Arnie asked, “Come out tomorrow and play some time with me?” “Anytime, anytime but tonight I think I’m going to go down to my house and I’m just going to rest and take it easy. With my exciting friend, I can’t do this too often.”
They both laughed. Arnie knew that Tom was just kidding and away they both went to their homes.
Forgive somebody today, it’ll make you feel better and them too. Goodlife
Monday, April 03, 2017
Arcan circled over the planet. It was certainly beautiful. Blue and white and green. He’d never seen a planet like that. He got a little closer and he looked at the northern part of the planet. He hadn’t seen that before. There was these beautiful colors just dancing around - it was brilliant and wonderful and marvelous.
He got a little closer and he saw some people. He was actually not that far from them. They were pointing in his direction - he wasn’t too surprised.
He got a little closer and he saw some people. He was actually not that far from them. They were pointing in his direction - he wasn’t too surprised.
He swooped down and settled on a log and the people ran over and they said, “What kind of bird are you” and Arcan thought about that and said, “I’m the bird of change and transformation. I help to bring out the good parts in people and help them to let go of the parts they don’t like so much.”
“We’re already feeling better,” the people were saying, “It’s wonderful. Will you stay with us for a while.” “I’ll stay for just a little while,” he said and Arcan flew around the places where the people were and then he came back and settled back down on the log and the people were all smiling and sitting down and at that time were having a meal.
Arcan looked around. They seemed to be happy. Things looked better. The children were playing and not fighting over any toys and everyone seemed to be much better.
The people waved at Arcan and he flew on. “I wonder where else I have to go on the planet,” he thought and he flew over a body of water.
It was very vast and since he could float he settled down on the water and pretty soon people who swim in the water - some big, very big and some very small swam up to the surface and they said, “Who are you” and he said, “I am Arcan” and a big swimmer came up and said, “I know this person.”
Arcan recognized the whale immediately, an old friend. “Good to see you, my friend,” said Arcan. “Yes, good to see you too. I will tell them all about who you are and what you do. You can fly on now if you wish,” whale said. “Thank you,” Arcan said and off he flew.
He got a little closer to a place where there were many structures, many buildings but he noticed at the top of one building there was a garden. Someone had planted fruits and vegetables and a few flowers just for beauty.
He swirled around and landed on a small bench and the gardener came over and said, “I have never seen a bird like you,” and Arcan said, “Thank you.” The gardener said, “You seem to have a sort of glow about you.” “Thank you,” said Arcan. “And I can hear you speaking,” said the gardener. “Yes, I hear you as well. Is your life all right,” Arcan said.
The gardener said, “Well, I come up here to the garden because sometimes people are not pleasant and sometimes I am not pleasant in return and I would like to be different, maybe better.”
Arcan said, “Here, let me help.” He flew up in the air and swirled around over the gardener and settled back down on the small bench. The gardener said softly, “I feel so much better.” Arcan flew up again and flew around the garden and the fruits and vegetables and flowers glowed a bit.
“I think,” Arcan said, “I will fly around other places where there is food and maybe I could help to bring about a change for the better.” The gardener waved at him and off Arcan went and he’s been flying ever since.
Maybe you’ll see him someday soon.
Saturday, February 25, 2017
Walking across the prairie, the giraffe looked in all directions. He didn’t see anyone except his friend, the little one. Little One was also looking out. They got to a spot where there were a few trees and there were a few birds looking on but they were friends.
Giraffe looked down at his friend Little One and Little One looked back up and they smiled at each other and Giraffe slowly shrank and got smaller and smaller until he looked just like Little One and they played in the grass and jumped around and found nuts and little foods that they could eat and they had fun and then they went over to the tree and the birds came down and they turned into birds and flew around in the sky with all the other birds.
Then, after a time they all came back and the birds settled in the trees but Giraffe and Little One settled on the ground and they turned into beings like Little One and then Giraffe slowly got bigger and bigger and bigger until he was his normal size and they looked at each other, Little One and Giraffe, and smiled and Giraffe could see into the trees and the birds were all smiling too with their eyes glittering and they were almost winking, the way birds wink, in a happy way.
Giraffe thought to himself, “If only people could do this so they could find out what it’s like to be other beings - to be different - to be completely different then what you are but to discover the joy of it as we are able to do by some miracle.”
Giraffe discussed this with his friend, Little One and they said, “If only” and the birds nodded in agreement.
“Maybe it could happen for people somehow if they imagine it and actually try to feel it - you know - feel what it feels like,” Little One said. Little One looked at Giraffe and Giraffe thought about it and said, “Maybe.” Little One looked at the birds and the birds nodded with their maybe nod. They all smiled at each other. Maybe.
Monday, February 13, 2017
This is a mystical story of change and transformation. I have written it that way and it has that energy.
So you will see that there are run on sentences and places where the punctuation needs to be corrected but all the words are spelled right and all you will read will be of the story and of life itself.
I hope you like it. It has affected me in a benevolent way and may it be the same for you.
Upon awakening from the deepest sleep he’d ever known he had a vision. It was a village high up in the mountain. He knew he’d been there once before but he couldn’t remember why but he was young and strong and so he decided to pack a good lunch and take a few extra things - water and things he might need for a good long day hike.
It was warm outside but of course high up on the mountain it would be much cooler, so he’d bring extra things for warmth and he got all that together in a short time and started on the trail.
It was an easy way - about half way up it got a little harder but he liked that and when he got to the place where he remembered there was a village he looked around and felt it was right there but he wasn’t sure how to get there.
All of a sudden he saw a place that if he looked in that direction it was sort of blurry. He looked around all the other directions - everything was sharp and clear. There were the trees and some leaves on the ground and a squirrel and a rabbit - off in the distance that might be a deer but in this one spot he looked it was kind of blurry and he walked towards it and he got a little closer and all of a sudden he felt a little dizzy and he walked through and there was the village just like he’d remembered it.
It was warm and comfortable there and he took off his backpack and set it down. He wasn’t sure whether to go ahead or not so he sat on a rock and pretty soon a young woman came up about his age and sat on the rock too and they looked at each other and she said, “You’re not of my world” and he said, “I want to be of this world” and she said, “In order to be of this world you have to let go of all of the things that are unpleasant from your world” and he said, “I would like to do that” and she held her arm out towards him for a moment and pretty soon he forgot all of the things he didn’t like about his old world and he was able to be with her in that moment and feel as a portion of her world and they moved down the path closer into her village and as they got closer and closer to her village he felt himself not quite being there and then he saw a blurry place and he knew he was supposed to walk through it and even though the tears were running down his face he walked through it and he was back on the trail but he didn’t have his pack and his things.
He walked down the trail crying all the way - not sobbing but the tears were running down his face. He wasn’t like he had been when he came up on the mountain - strong but also with feelings of anger. He was now the way she was in her world and he left all his things there.
He knew he would go back but he had to walk down the trail and take one more look at where he was from and when he looked back at his village he could see that he had to grieve for letting go of the good people there and he did that for a while and then the tears stopped and he ran back up the trail and he got to the place where he could see the blurry spot and he quickly ran through it and there was his backpack and there were things but he knew he didn’t need that anymore.
He sat on the rock and soon she came along and she said, “Are you ready now” and he said, “Yes, now I can be.” They walked down towards her village and he didn’t see the blurry spot anymore. He had let go of all that was hurtful and harmful in him and he had moved on to be in the place of love with her.
Happy Valentine’s Day.