The Enlightened Spirit

One day a young man, a stranger, who shone with the vigour of youth, came to the town square, gathered all the people around and proclaimed, “Listen folks! Look at my heart! Isn’t it is the most beautiful heart in this whole valley!”

The large crowd, who was attracted by his charisma and bold words, could not but admire his heart - for it was indeed perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. They just nodded their heads in complete agreement; it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.

The young man was now swimming in pride; he was over the top with excitement as everyone was praising his personality, and especially his heart. Now he raised his voice even more and asserted, “Dear folks! You are looking at the most beautiful of this entire region!” And the audience vociferously cheered him, except one old man.

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On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the remaining of the gifts I didn’t manage to buy earlier. When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself, “It is going to take forever here & I still have so many other places to go.”

Christmas really is getting more & more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep & only wake up after it. Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, & there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all, kids really play with such expensive toys.

While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll & he looked so sad. I wondered who the doll was for. Read the rest of this entry »

Babs Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily appraising a basket of freshly picked green peas.

I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn’t help overhearing the conversation between Mr Miller and the ragged boy next to me.

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A little girl went to her bedroom & pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet. She poured the change out on the floor & counted it carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.

Carefully placing the coins back in the jar & twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door & made her way 6 blocks to Rexall’s Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.

She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar & banged it on the glass counter. That did it!

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