New Short Story Developing

I have a new idea for a short story.

Shamanic understanding of life is far more related to dimensions than experiences.

I initially thought of merging the two, but have decided I would like to tread a line where experience and the reality being experienced become blurred. The main aim is to show that what you experience and where you find yourself in life are related.

Most people do not have concepts for other dimensions beyond scientific constraints (time, length, frequency), while some extend themselves into believing in heaven and hell or cousins thereof.

What if sadness were not an emotion, but a place?
What if depression was a dead end that you could extricate yourself from?
What if happiness was a choice?

I have decided to tackle this little story backwards. Illustrate first and let the illustrations map a path for the story to follow.

Finding colours, mapping textures, look and feel. At the moment I do not even know what my character will look like so I just pasted The Little Dancer in there for now.

As I find more pics I hope to keep my blog updated.

Later,
Reine

Flying Mammal Man

I am considering writing a story about a nocturnal flying mammalian-like man.

My super mammal man will fight crime and evil while bringing joy and happiness to all he encounters.

To add depth and intrigue the main character will have a hidden identity forcing him to live two very separate lives - one in the public eye and one in his hidden man-cave of light and love. A cave from which he only emerges to make uplifting changes in the world around him.

I am of the opinion that the world could do with even more light and love and stories on the subject...

Monsterous Encounters - The Little Stubbornness Monster

Stubbornness is not your normal monster. The Little Stubbornness Monster is a most inflexible character, maybe even tougher than the Pride Monster when it comes to accepting change.

This stubborn monster uses inflexibility and non-acceptance to feed its loathsome ways. The stronger it grows the more you will find newness missing from your life. The stronger it gets the more you will notice that the light of life dissipates from your life.

Fear of change and a dogmatic adherence to outdated belief systems (BIG or small) make the Little Stubbornness Monster quite tough to deal with.

Like a thick iron bar the Little Stubbornness Monster does not yield easily to change. But as we know, where there is a will there is a way.

If you have encountered the Little Stubbornness Monster in your life, do not despair. There is a solution to your predicament.

Flexibility is a very dynamic word. When applied to the Little Stubbornness Monster it has numerous effects. When applied to the body it increases dexterity and ease of movement. When applied to the mind it allows for openness and acceptance. When you apply flexibility to the emotions you will find that there is a release of that which does not belong and finally when applied to life it facilitates the FLOW of abundance and newness that all deserve.

Take time to see if the Little Stubbornness Monster has made its way into your life and if found, remember that as you bend an iron bar it warms up and with time you can bend and mold it to your hearts content.

As life cascades through your reality do not let stubbornness disconnect you from its magic and abundance.

With the truth at your side no little monster stand a chance.

Did you LIKE this Little Monsterous Encounter?

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The Little Nearthlings Story

Not so long ago, lost in a little solar system not so far away there traveled a few Little Green Monsters.

For thousands of years these Little Green Monsters had been traversing the universe in search of a home and it was on this auspicious day that they encountered a beautiful little planet which they decided to name Nearth - Like Earths with a N in front – Nearth. Having found a home called Nearth the Little Green Monsters became Nearthlings.

The Nearthlings set about exploring and getting to know the local inhabitants. They met the birds, they introduced themselves to the animals and they got to know all the plants.

After thousands of years cramped up in a little space ship, planet Nearth was heaven.

There was more food than they could ever dream of eating. Fruit, nuts, berries and more... there was even a chocolate tree which produced superfine dark chocolate and it grew best when companion planed with a variety of espresso bush which produced great cappuccinos.

Life was good...

But, as was the nature of Nearthlings they soon found themselves restless and dissatisfied with sitting around enjoying an easy life. Something had to change.

First the Nearthlings started eating the other inhabitants and animals on the planet. As you can imagine those being eaten did not really like this and one by one they left the little planet of Nearth and it was not long before the Nearthlings were all alone with no friends to keep them company.

With the entire planet to themselves the Nearthlings became bored, so they decided to invent a game. They called it MINE. MINE required a very distinct mindset and for participants it was mandatory to play the game no mater what the consequence to their integrity.

MINE was a big hit. All of the Nearthlings started playing the game. It was great. Once you had built up enough MINE points you could trade your MINE's for things. You could trade anything you found on Nearth and do what you wanted with it. You could chop down a few thousand trees and trade them for a hat or some other highly MINE'd item.

Soon everybody had a desirable piece of clothing and a part of Nearth to call MINE.

Life was good...

But, as was the nature of Nearthlings they soon found themselves bored once again. Something had to change.

The game was upgraded and MINE became MORE. MORE was much better. Advanced analytic solutions were implemented to keep track of which Nearthlings were doing best in the game. The game expanded and its greatness spread like a wild fire across the little planet of Nearth.

Life was good...

It was the nature of MORE that it knew no limits. And this is where the true nature of the Nearthlings shines forth. The most powerful and influential Nearthlings decided on a grand plan to take MORE to its pinnacle. Every little piece of Nearth was to be divided between the Nearthlings in proportion to their MORE score.

All the Nearths loved the idea. It was decided that a massive missile was needed to get the job done. On one fateful day the MORE missile was launched. It flew into outer space and returned at high speed. There was a big explosion and in a flash Nearth was divided so that each Nearthling could have a share of MORE happiness.

The Nearthlings did not want much, they wanted MORE. Sadly they eventually ended up with nothing, all alone on the skeleton of what used to be a sparkle in the eye of the universe.

This story may not be true, but it is real.

As long as we have a planet each and every little human being will also be an earthling.  

There are no more Nearthlings in the universe - only Lost Little Green Monsters

Follow your heart and do what you know to be true.

The Little Dreamcatcher Story

One day in a land far far and away a little girl was walking across a field. The sun filled the sky and green hills rolled out in every direction.

Out the corner of her eye the little girl noticed a strange little purple thing waddling in the distance. It was furry and it had wings.

She cautiously approached until she could hear the thing singing. Only one furry winged entity can hold a tune - a dream. The little girl's mind started racing. She knew that dreams find their way across space and time when their dreamer is ready. She knew that dreams are not easy to catch, some people spend years chasing their dreams.

"What shall I do?"

There are 2 types of dreams. You get sleep-dreams and you get life-dreams. Sleep-dreams run through your mind every night, but this was a life-dream. Life-dreams are very powerful. Life-dreams carry with them hope and aspiration. A well initiated life-dream can change the destiny of its dreamer. A life-dream with the right intention and passion can change the destiny of mankind.

The little girl knew that this was no night-dream that she had encountered, but decided to use the old pretending to be asleep trick to catch it. She gathered a few stones, put them in her dress pocket, lay down in the soft grass and pretended to fall fast asleep.

It took a while, but the dream approached. When it was just a few steps away the little girl jumped. Simultaneously the dream turned and ran. The little girl set out after her dream.

They ran across the field. They ran up the hills, they ran down the hills. Every time the dream tried to take to the air the little girl would take one of those stones out of her pocket and throw the dream out of the sky.

They ran on and on and on, but the dream was always one step ahead of her. She had no more stones and tired legs, but just when the little girl was about to give up they ran past a nice long stick (I think it was an old broomstick). This was exactly what the little girl needed. She picked up the stick and with a big smile she chased on. Patiently she waited for the right moment. As the dream tried one last time to fly away the little girl used the stick and whacked that dream out of the sky like a baseball player hits a home run.

The dream flew, the dream fell.

With a big smile the little girl picked up her dream and put it in her pocket.

THE END

Dreams are everywhere. You will notice that children chase then every single day.
Some dreams are cute and fluffy, but there are others that demand endurance, perseverance and sometimes a large stick. 
Once you have your dream remember that nobody can take it away from you.

Find your dream, make it yours and then share it with the world.

The re-illustrated version of this post can be viewed here...






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The Great Chicken Farmer

 

Once upon a time in a land far far and away there lived a great chicken farmer. The great chicken farmer was a man dedicated to love. Love is what inspired the chicken farmer, love is what got him out of bed every morning.

"I love money."

"I love my cars."

"I love profit margins."

"I love more profits."

Like a true follower of the highest teachings the chicken farmer knew only love.

The great chicken farmer used a secret technique to maximize his profits.  Every evening before bed he would imagine himself driving only the biggest fastest cars. Every day upon waking the great chicken farmer would see, feel and simply know that his chicken empire was getting bigger and better, better and bigger.

As you think, so it shall be. The great chicken farmer's love and greatness grew and grew. Money, profits, cars and more chickens were the order of the day.

The chickens had it tough. There were no luxuries. No medical, no retirement fund, no company cars and the housing scheme was reminiscent of an overcrowded P.O.W. camp.

The great chicken farmer did not care about chickens. Since he was a young man the he had nurtured only love and greatness.

"I love to keep costs down."

"I love expanding my operation."

"I love power."

"I love greatness."

"Love, love , love..."

Over bred and under fed, the chickens had it tough.

THE END

Truth is always far more cruel than fiction. 

People like the great chicken farmer seldom change.

 

They can, but they don't...

The Little Purple Bird of Wisdom Interview

This morning our special guest for the Sunday Interview on the ever popular Little Human Being Blog is:

The Little Purple Bird of Wisdom. 

Little Human Being - LHB: I would like to welcome you to the show, I feel much wiser having you in our offices this morning

Little Purple Bird of Wisdom - LPBoW: Cheep cheep...

LHB: How would you describe yourself and what you do?

LPBoW:   ...

LHB: Hmm, well, we know you are the feathered manifestation of Higher Wisdom. How did you get the job and are you enjoying it?

LPBoW: ...

LHB: Ladies and gentlemen I would like to confirm that the Little Purple Bird of Wisdom is still with me, but it seems he has decided to withhold his opinion.

LHB: Am I asking the wrong questions?

LPBoW: ...
 

LHB: Maybe your wisdom is only to be found if I search in the right direction?

LPBoW: ...

LHB: Am I getting warmer?

LPBoW: ...

LHB:  Why all the silence?

LPBoW: ...

LHB: Is silence the answer you want me to understand?

LPBoW: ...

LHB: You seem so still. Is stillness the key to wisdom?

LPBoW: ...

LHB:  Are you trying to show me that those who are wise embrace silence?

LPBoW: ...

LHB: Are you trying to show me that those who have little understanding just keep asking useless questions?

LPBoW: ...

LHB: I understand....

LPBoW: (smiles)

LHB: ...

LPBoW: ...

LHB: ... 

LPBoW: ...

LHB: ...

LPBoW: ...

LHB: ... 

LPBoW: ...

LHB: ...


... 4 hours later ...

LHB: Little Purple Bird of Wisdom I would like to thank you for that exhilarating journey, thank you for sharing your opinion and graciously sharing your insights. Your cup overfloweth with wisdom.

LPBoW: Cheep cheep

Join us next week Sunday for another mind altering interview. Our special guest will be the Little Warrior.








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Steve the Crazy Cat

He was the top cat.
Every cat in the neighborhood loved Steve. All the neighbors, even the birds loved Steve.

Steve spent his days climbing trees, eating, purring and sleeping. When he wasn't involved in one of those activities he was usually on his was to partaking in one of the aforementioned activities in another location.

Life was good...

One day Steve was on his way to engaging in one of those aforementioned activities. As Steve was crossing the road he looked left and then right, or was it right and then left. Nobody really knows.

What we do know is that Steve got it wrong.

What we do know is that a large SUV sent Steve to that place where all cats and cute little furry animals go:

The beginning and end of Eternity.

Our pets are amazing little beings. They come into our lives, share their magic and leave when the time is right. This post is for all the furry little animals that have helped make our human experience just a little more special.

Steve the Speedy Snail

Once upon a time, in a garden far far and away there lived a snail...
Not just any snail, Steve was the fastest snail that ever lived. Steve could cross a garden path in under 3 minutes. Steve could climb vertical walls and on a good day Steve could almost keep up with a slow tortoise.

There was not a snail that could keep up with Steve. Steve had the pickings of the freshest leaves and the ripest veggies in the entire garden.

Steve was the man!!!

Steve even invested in a rather sporty chitinous exo-shell to replace his calcium carbonate model.

All the girl snails loved Steve. All the boy snails envied Steve. Everybody wanted to be Steve the Speedy Snail!!!

BUT - inside Steve was not happy :(
Steve longed to be like all the other snails.

Relaxed, peaceful, slow and serene.

And so one day Steve made the choice to slow down. Steve made the choice to be a true snail. Relaxation entered his life. Peace became his friend. Slow became an ally and serenity became the place from where he lived.

The End


I went to a city once and was  amazed to see so many people rushing around like Steve the Speedy Snail. 
We humans are designed to be still.
Relaxation is yours to claim. Peace is your birthright. Serenity should fill your life.


Just like Steve, it is only a choice away.
Your choice...



You can speed all you want, but remember it is only the snails that will love and envy you.






Thanks  - V