Once upon a time there was a serpent that was persecuting a firefly. The poor firefly fled from the ferocious predator, using all the energy created by fear to speed him along.
The serpent, however, never considered giving up his pursuit, so he chased the poor firefly run away one day, and again for the second day.
The ordeal continued, until the third day.
Without the strength to continue, the firefly stopped and asked the Serpent, “May I ask you three questions?”
The Serpent said with a haughty tone, “I’m not used to answering anyone, but since I am going to devour you, you can ask me anything”.
“Am I part of your food chain?”
“No” answered the Serpent
“Did I hurt you or provoke you in any way?” asked the firefly.
“No” repeated the serpent.
“So, why do you want to devour me?”
“Well”, said the Serpent, “because I can’t stand to see your shining light.”
In your life, there will always be “serpents” that will come about to try to steal your light and dreams; you will have two options:
You can stop shinning your light, so no serpent will be after you any longer, or you can let your light shine even brighter and learn how to deal with people like that. But it will always be your choice.
My brother has always been a positive person that when he gets around little children, he always teaches them the song: “This little light of mine, I ‘m gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.” Like so many, I don’t think he thinks of himself as a light house that points the way to a better life but he has a way of planting a positive seed in others. So, shine brightly so that others can see… the way.
(speaking of fireflies…(humor)
( a little story (chapter) I wrote, for the second book to… Portal to the Vixen Planet, a publication that didn’t make me rich (it probably cost me more to write it than I made from it) but it was my first book. For those who shared NaNoWriMo with me, I am still working on the Book: The House of Zen (which is a story (action) that is filled with zen tales, that are used as the story unfolds. Along with other works I’ve dabbled in (grin’n)
Aesop Fable (the mountain in labour)
One day the Countrymen noticed that the Mountains were in labour; smoke came out of their summits, the earth was quaking at their feet, trees were crashing, and huge rocks were tumbling. They felt sure that something horrible was going to happen. They all gathered together in one place to see what terrible thing this
They waited and they waited, but nothing came. At last there was a still more violent earthquake, and a huge gap appeared in the side of the Mountains. They all fell down upon their knees and waited. At last, and at last, a teeny, tiny mouse poked its little head and bristles out of the gap and came running down
towards them, and ever after they used to say:
Much outcry, little outcome