The pony extricated itself from paper, and galloped away…
I think that a child’s imagination is in overdrive, till I see a live pony in my backyard, looking intently at my daughter, awaiting instructions.
“Carla, where did this come from?”
She shows me a book called ‘Velveteen Rabbit’, where a boy’s love brings his toy rabbit alive. A quote by Margery Williams stands out.
“Real isn’t how you are made …. It’s a thing that happens to you.”
I take Carla’s hand and say,
“I believe in you, my darling! It is the only real gift I can give you.”
Very thoughtful
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Thanks!
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Your story is a clever metaphor that our wholeness as people, our ‘reality’, depends on the love of those among whom we live. I like it, Reena.
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Thank you so much, Penny! We keep fighting with those labels given to us in childhood – subconsciously, as we struggle to build our own identity. It needlessly puts us on the defensive.
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Very touching ans relatable, too. Good story, Reena.
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Thank you so much!
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A beautiful story – imagination, belief, love – all the good stuff. I really enjoyed reading this.
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Thank you so much, Margaret!
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Oh, that was soooo beautiful. It just touches my heart (taps chest) right here! Love it! Love the Velveteen Rabbit, too.
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Thanks so much!
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Cute tale.
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Thanks, Michael!
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I always loved The Velveteen Rabbit. Its a kind of resurrection story after a child’s own brush with Death. Such an event is something most of us cannot imagine and yet it was commonplace at one time to lose a child. Im sure in many places it still is all too common.
Very lovely exchange between mother and child. My story also plays with the imaginary friend concept and the parent’s supporting that belief. The reality of the pony is beside the point. It is love that matters.
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Thank you so much! Will look up your story.
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Lovely, this was beautifully done Reena.
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Thank you, Subroto!
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Very nice story.
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Thank you, Shirley!
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Trusting a child’s imagination is a giving a gift, indeed.
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There is a lifetime for the child to discover reality. Imagination aids invention.
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Beautifully done Reena, a lovely piece indeed
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Thank you very much!
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Belief can create miracles. 🙂
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It’s all about mental alignment. Thanks!
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Indeed it is!
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Lovely.
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Thank you, Patrick!
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Nice one Reena, a little belief can go a long way.
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Yes. It aligns one for the race ahead.
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Excellent sentiment. I relate.
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Thank you so much!
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Oh to create such magic today! A delightful tale Reena
My story – ‘A stab in the dark’
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Thank you, Keith!
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My kids all loved that story, and you brought back some good memories. There is nothing like the imagination of a child.
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Glad to hear that, Linda! Childrens’ stories are always deeper than we think.
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They say people become people through other people
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Yes. There is a piece of research that the self as such does not exist. It is a reflection of what others say. IMHO, the act of choosing between the reflections reflects our deepest self.
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Interesting speculation
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Damn I wanted to see the pony gallop away! 😀
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It left a black hole in the paper, and you were busy exploring that 🙂
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