Today I was in rather a whimsical mood, and so instead of my usual “how to” article, I thought I'd create a fairy tale for
child within you to enjoy.
When I was just a young soul, on my first incarnation to be a human being, I wasn't sure that I wanted to go to Earth School.
I felt so happy here, in Paradise. I did what I liked and I never ran out of time. I played with my friends and we made art by mixing colors out of rainbows, and made music by waving our hands in certain ways in wind, and made animals to love out of flowers in fields. Sometimes, too, we blew bubbles out of sunshine or created small fountains by collecting dew from petals.
“I don't really want to go to school, Mother God,” I said. Azna smiled and shook her head. Her dark tresses fell over her beautiful face. “All souls have to go to school so that they can become gods and run universes when they grow up.”
“Why would I want to run a universe when I can just play with my friends,” I said. “And why can't I just learn in Library Of Light. All I have to do is touch scrolls and knowledge is mine.”
“It's not enough, Child. Theory is fine, but you only know love when you experience it.”
“Ha ha,” I said, “I know about love. It's easy. I love everyone and everyone loves me. That's just way you made me.”
“Yes, but you don't know about love when everyone is opposing you, and you don't understand love when you're tired and cold and lonely, and you don't remember love when everyone else has forgotten it.”
