Lost audio archives – now found…
I’m finding some of my old healing stories
So, from time to time, I’ll provide little previews from each as I go along through my old hard drives and find them.
Like this one. It’s a little story on The Wayfarer that I re-told. With my own twist. A story that I was hearing and not feeling right about.
Somehow, I felt it wasn’t being told correctly – the way that it deserved.
Was it from an older tale, that long ago was more nuanced? Made simpler, to fit the current narrative of giving to so-called ‘have-nots’?
No. Generosity comes easily to me.
So what was ‘wrong’ with the popular telling?
It was like I was there, when the story was first told. Like I knew it before it was changed to fit an agenda that somehow slips into the mind. And heart. Conditioning you to fit the mold. Unless you catch it first.
I wondered again. Was it the general unspoken suggestion, or a belief being pushed on us, like political correctness? An old trick of doctrine, getting the poor huddled masses to accept the idea that ‘having-not’ is a virtue?
Close, yet not quite that either. So I prayed. And I forgot about it. Until I was inspired to tell it my own way. In the moment. During one of my unscripted live, online events.
I was suddenly clear – it was a cautionary tale.
An old fable, maybe told over and over. As far back as from Lemurian times, when such things could and did happen. A magical time of darkness and unexpected light. Yes, I knew it. And that it’s still a tale for the times, now. When so many people feel they have nothing left in this world. Yet oh how they long for something more, something not of our physical realm.
The irony was not lost on me.
The fact that I thought I’d never find the archived teleconference that this comes from. Because, well, that’s precisely the theme of the little story itself. I hope you enjoy it.
With joy from my heart to yours,
“The pen that writes your life story must be held in your own hand.”
~ Irene C. Kassorla