
There once was a being... who walked the mountains. And as he was walking the
mountains, he came upon a being who was sitting at the side of the pathway.
“Hello,” said the sitting being as the man came closer.
“Hello,” said the man.
“Will you sit with me?” asked the being.
The man thought for a moment and decided that it would be good to sit and rest a moment,
and he did feel a certain curiosity about this being who was sitting at the side of the pathway.
“Yes, I will join you,” he responded.
Both beings sat at the edge of the pathway. They did not speak for quite some time. It was as
if their simply sitting together was a story in itself. It was as if their simply sitting together was a
conversation. They resided in peace together.
As the beings were sitting at the edge of the pathway, there came a young boy. He was
skipping along upon the pathway, humming a tune. When he saw both beings sitting at the side
of the pathway, he walked right up to them and then sat down! He sat himself down with them.
After a time, the man asked the boy, “Where have you come from?”
“Oh,” said the boy as he nodded in the direction of the pathway whereupon he had been
skipping, “I came from there.”
“And where are you going?” asked the first sitting being.
“Oh,” said the boy as he nodded in the opposite direction of the pathway whereupon he had
been skipping, “that way.”
Both the man and the sitting being nodded.
After a time, the boy asked the two beings, “What are you doing here, sitting at the edge of the
pathway.”
Before the man could respond, the first sitting being said, “I have been sitting here for a very
long time. I have invited many beings to sit with me. Some have, some have simply journeyed on
and others have ignored my invitation. However, you are the very first who has simply joined me
of your own choice. Why did you sit here?”
The boy smiled. “Well, you must know,” he said.
“No. I do not,” said the being.
“And I also do not know,” said the man.
The boy sighed. “Perhaps it is better that way,” he said and in the next moment rose from his
sitting and began to journey away from the two remaining sitting beings.
“Wait!” called out the sitting being. “Wait!”
The boy turned and looked at the being. “Yes?” he said.
The sitting being then did say, “Please do tell me why you came to sit here. Please do tell me
why it is better – perhaps – that I do not know.”
The boy smiled and returned to stand before the being. “I could only tell you if you asked,” he
began. “You are the light of the world. Your light emanates forth and creates this pathway upon
which we all journey. When you laugh, the birds take flight upon the essence of your joy. When
you sigh, the flowers bend toward your holy breath. And when you wonder, there will always be
a boy who will come and sit with you.”
All three remained in silence until the man asked, “What about me? Why did I accept this
being’s invitation?”
“Oh,” said the boy, “You are the reason this being has created the pathway.”
The sitting being smiled and his smiled flowed forth great love. The pathway became most
beautiful, and when it did express the greatest beauty, he rose and placed his feet upon it. He
laughed at the feeling of the pathway upon his steppings. Before long he had disappeared whilst
the boy and the man did watch his journey.
“What will we do now?” asked the man.
“I do not know,” said the boy. “That being is the reason I am here upon this path.”
“And this path is the here for the reason of my journey,” said the man as he reflected upon the
boy’s words.
“Then perhaps you will step upon it?” suggested the boy.
“Yes,” said the man. “I will. Yet I am reluctant to leave you. I enjoy your company.” He
paused for a moment and then asked the boy, “Will you join me?”
“Why that is the very first invitation I have had to journey with another!” exclaimed the boy.
“Yes! I will journey with you.”
“That is good,” said the man, “that is very good.”
After the two had journeyed for a time, the boy said softly, “I do miss the being, don’t you?”
“Yes,” said the man, “very much.”
After they had journeyed further, the man said, “Do you think we will see the being again?”
“Most assuredly,” said the boy… and he whispered softly so that only the pathway could
hear, “we are walking upon him!”
That is your story, Beloved Ones, especially for you, spoken for the love of who you are.
Blessed be you and your steppings. Blessed be you and that which you create. Blessed be you
and your glorious discoveries. And blessed be you in your search for the divine which you are.
Most beloved are you.
Pretty Flower's Story for 2010
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