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Once upon a time…
There lived a grumpy yeti called Brutus. All over the forest, everywhere he went, animals would flee in terror. A curious pixie watched from a branch as he stomped around growling and beating his chest. She sensed something dark as she felt into his heart space …he was lonely!
Once he had calmed down and sat on a log by the lake, she danced up to introduce herself.
“Hello! My name is Trixie Glitterblaze and it is my utmost pleasure to meet you, Sir” she beamed. Brutus peered down at the little ball of light with wings and muttered “Go away – you’re disturbing my peace.”
“As you wish” winked Trixie, sprinkling pixie dust on his hairy feet, turning his toenails pink.
Watching him from afar, Trixie decided there must be a way she could cheer the beast up. She followed Brutus through the forest over the next three days, strategically placing treats at every other turn. His face would light up momentarily, but then his scowl would quickly return along with the heavy darkness in his heart.
‘Perhaps he needs more colour in his life!’ thought Trixie. From that moment, everywhere Brutus walked, a rainbow of wildflowers appeared behind him. “This is stupid. You’re so annoying” he complained. But Trixie didn’t stop there. ‘Music fixes everything,’ she thought. So, she called on the tree spirits to hum uplifting songs in the distance.
One day, Brutus was particularly grumpy. He was headed into a part of the forest that magical creatures knew not to enter. Overcome with an impending sense of doom, Trixie flew up around his face to get his attention. “Brutus! Don’t go that way. Come back this way where the pebbles catch the sunbeams. We can watch the river nymphs dance on the water.”
“Get away from me!” Brutus growled. He battered Trixie out of the air in frustration. As Trixie hit the ground, her heart shattered into a million pieces. “As you wish” she cried. Defeated, Trixie hung her head and walked away with burning hot tears rolling down her cheeks.
As night fell, fumbling around in unfamiliar territory, Brutus tripped and fell into a bear trap. He knew he would have to get out before morning, or the Hunter would discover him. ‘If only Trixie was here’, he thought ‘I would have light to see’. He reflected on how persistent and effervescent she was and the sides of his mouth began to curl upward. He had to admit, he secretly liked the colour she had brought into his life and although all that sparkle was incredibly annoying, her mischievous antics were growing on him.
Just then, Brutus looked down to see a warm glow coming from his chest. The light of his heart was enough to see a way out of the trap!
‘I can’t wait to tell Trixie!’ He thought. The next morning, Brutus searched all over the forest, but Trixie the Pixie was nowhere to be found. Eventually, Brutus sought council at the Tree of Knowledge. He asked the grand old sage what had happened to Trixie.
The tree spoke “We all make choices, but in the end our choices make us. Even though you pushed Trixie away, lucky for you, she managed to put some of her light into your heart before she left. Trixie is gone. When you choose an action, you also choose the consequences of that action.”
“Whenever you possess something, but lack the understanding of its value, there are some consequences you suffer”
― Sunday Adelaja
You have the freedom to choose, but you’re not free from the consequences of those choices. Pride is nothing more than false courage without long term solutions. The consequence of thinking that you can avoid a consequence is something akin to believing that jumping off a cliff only involves the jumping. Lying has consequences, no matter how sweet the lie is or how believable it is – especially when you lie to yourself. When you don’t face the consequences, there are consequences for that, too. There are no mistakes – only actions and consequences. All your tomorrows are simply a reflection or consequences of your thoughts today. Sooner or later, we all sit down to a banquet of consequences.
“A consequence may be the very thing that saves us because it was the only thing loud enough to get our attention.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough
I am worthy of beautiful relationships. I believe in myself and that belief is reflected back to me in loving, supportive connections. I am capable and worthy of greatness. I accept good things that come my way. If the door won’t open, it’s not my door. I choose inner happiness, regardless of exterior circumstances. I let go of all expectations. I am finding ways to grow from this. I am open to receiving new possibilities. I clear shame and conditioning from others, and past experiences, to reveal my pure radiance. I am seen. There is nothing more beautiful than a genuine soul. I release those from my life who do not value me. I value me and because of this I receive love openly. I do not settle for second-best. I am worth more than that. I believe the positive things others say about me. I am strong and well supported. I allow others to show their love for me.
“You can’t always expect people to apply your wisdom when they didn’t use wisdom before they found themselves knee deep in their version of justice.”
― Shannon L. Alder
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