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THOUGHT FOR OCTOBER
If He who is so beautiful, so great in spirit, can continue to love you, in spite of all, is it so hard for you to give your little love to your brother man, and all living things?
White Eagle
“It was the end of another weekend Mind Body Spirit event and all the exhibitors were packing their magic into crates and boxes ready for the next time. I noticed my neighbour, emptying a whole pile of rubbish into a bin, and there amongst all the debris, a small delicate fairy tumbled headfirst into the bin. My instinctive reaction was to run over and rummage through until I found and retrieved her. . . her wings were entirely broken off. Assuming there had been some mistake, I took her over to the stall holder and handed her back, I told him the wings were broken, but would easily be fixed with a dab of superglue. Without pausing, he told me to “ Sling her back in the bin,. . . she’s not worth it” Appalled, I asked if I could have her. “ Do what you like luv’ she’s not worth fixing”.
My reaction was more than just that of a witness to wasteful casual dumping of perfectly useable goods, but a symbolic depiction of how readily we discard those we consider to be broken or beyond help.
I took her home and carefully repaired those wings. I then restored her dignity by painting her with my special paints and giving her some crystals to wear and some extra shimmer for her wings and hair. She was given a quiet corner in my Angel Room to catch her breath and recover.
Now, her radiant little presence always reminds me, often the things we give the attention to, take the time to nurture and restore to wholeness are the things we treasure above all else. The Japanese have a lovely word “Wabi Sabi” which refers to the appreciation of beauty within the flaw or mistake.
You may think “What a lot of fuss over a plastic dolly?” . . . but it is not the dolly that is important, it is what she symbolises in terms of recognising the beauty and potential in the seemingly flawed. Sometimes, it is own Selves that we have abandoned, judged as “unworthy”, and so we refuse to give ourselves the Love and attention that we deserve. Wings can always be mended, if you care enough to restore them, have patience enough to let them heal and have courage enough to try them out again.
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