Do you remember the story of The Lost Fairy that I sent as one of your daily messages? I invited you to create your own ending to the story. Our California classmate Debra R. did just that. Thanks, Debra. I liked reading your ending. It's nice to see that we can have different endings for the same story. Just like in real life. Here is the story I sent, with Debra's ending below.
Debra wrote:
Indira, I had such fun with this!
THE LOST FAIRY
I should have known she was only pretending to be lost. How can a fairy ever be lost? No matter what a fairy tells you, no matter how contrary a fairy acts—and fairies can act very contrary—all fairies belong to the kingdom of angels. So just as an angel can never be lost, neither can a fairy.
Still, on this particular day, this particular fairy did her best to convince me that she was lost. She sighed and let her big green eyes look very sad. She sat down on a coppery-colored mushroom in the middle of a fairy ring and pouted. She flew around in circles like she had no idea which way to go.
Finally, she insisted that she just had to sit on my shoulder so she could have a good look around and find out where she was.
"You are right where you are," I told her.
She scowled.
"You've got wings. Fly high.”
She scowled again and told me she was tired and too full of taffy to fly except in circles and circles never got her anywhere.
“Taffy? When were you eating taffy?"
She told me it was none of my business.
I rolled my eyes to the heavens. Who can argue with a fairy, especially a lost one? I picked her up, put her on my shoulder, and started my walk through the jungly trees, my little dog at my side. I must have walked about a mile with the little fairy happily buzzing, humming, and chattering in my ear.
Want to hear the rest of this story? So do I, but I ran out of words. You are welcome to write your own ending, so long as it’s happy. Fairies only like happy endings. Please feel free to send me your endings. or post them here. One day, perhaps, I will post mine -- or not. Hugs & Kisses, Indira
Debra wrote:
Indira, I had such fun with this!
Fairy 🧚♂️ lost story
Feeling quietly invigorated, it was time for me to go home as well. I said to the fairy, “Have you found home?”
She began to snicker and giggle, as only fairies can do. "Silly, I am home wherever I am in this beautiful 🌳 forest."
A lesson for you to walk with ease and find your peace as we stroll along. Hand in hand or wing to wing!
"But I do have a house, can you find the door? Look high and low for my humble abode, decorated with moss, a toad stool...a whisper of a feather. A place to hide, a place to sleep, a riddle is yours to keep. And Taffy is my name."
I have been thinking about this lovely heavenly story and it startled me when the thought arose within me that this little fairy might be me feeling lost some times and it is okay.
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ReplyDeleteI like how you were suddenly startled with that inner message -- sure confirmation that you were listening not to the mind, but to the heart! :) I like your message. And it's a perfect ending to the fairy story.
I am happy you agree that my ending is perfect. No aim, no goal, no musts, no shoulds, no pressure. The fairy just is with the feeling of being lost. What a relief! I am deeply moved how this fairy can be itself centered and grounded in the outer turmoil. Halleluja.
ReplyDeleteYes, just...BEing! It's like waiting. Although waiting is a useful word -- it's not a useful emotion. "Waiting" for the bus (or train or plane or for that person) is a practical statement. But waiting for someone or something that isn't showing up when we expect -- implies impatience, irritation, and other emotions which only makes "waiting" uncomfortable and takes us out of the present moment.
ReplyDeleteIf instead of being lost in confusion or waiting impatiently, we can just BE in the present moment...then we can use clear thinking. Eventually the situation will resolve....peacefully...if we are peaceful.