A couple of days ago I connected with my tree friend, Henrietta. I asked her what she would like to share with me. The wisdom that she presents is so profound. This is her beautiful story ...
2012 December 14
HENRIETTA
Once upon a time there was a young lady who loved with all
her heart. She was alive in the romance
of her imagination. Everything in the
world was romantic to her. She dreamed
of her handsome prince. And you know, he
came along. He showed up because she
dreamed of him. She created him as her
experience. She had a pure and loving
heart and it called to her true love.
She was radiant after finding him.
Her face was so joyous that others were forced into a smile at the appearance
of her. The love that flowed from her
radiated out like sunshine. As she
walked down the street she lifted the world.
Each person who passed her by was touched by love. She was changing the world. Every word she spoke carried tones of kindness. Each breath she took was filled with
gratitude. She lived in a world that
many not dare dream of and that is why she was different. She dared to dream. She believed it was not only possible but
that it would happen for her. She was
the enigma.
She and her prince lived a long and happy life
together. They had children and pets and
gardens. They cared for each other and
they cared for the land. They cared
about their grandchildren and their neighbours.
They did not buy into the fear that the media tried to send them. They did not buy into the lack that was
apparent in their world. They focused on
their love and their abundance of joy.
They lived their entire lives this way.
When they died, so many came to pay their respects that they had to have
two ceremonies. One ceremony was of the
people who knew them dearly. It was
those who had the privilege of seeing their lives intimately and knew how they
lived. They did not mourn, they
celebrated. For they knew that they were
not gone, they had just moved to another experience. They knew that they could still connect in
their hearts. Instead of feeling a loss,
they celebrated the lives of this couple and all that they showed the world
with their love.
The other group was mourning. For you see, the other group did not live
close enough to the loving couple to fully understand the magic that they
had. They only saw them passing on the
street or they served them in one of the stores. They saw them out and about and knew of them
but did not know them intimately. This
group mourned. They mourned because they
believed that the world had lost something.
They did not see that the lovely couple was an aspect of who they
are. They did not see the same qualities
within themselves and therefore they thought that the world had lost
something. The first group did not
mourn. They knew the world had gained
something and that the couple had also shown them something about
themselves. The mourning group did not
see this. They saw only loss. They did not have the experience of finding
that love within and so they mourned.
That is my gift to you this day Rashana.
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