The OpShops in our town went back to work this week.. it reminded me of a story.
A little girl came in to the store looking for a doll. Her mother directed her to shelves with lovely dolls, tall dolls, baby dolls, fabric dolls, sparkly dolls, but this kittle girl was drawn to a doll in the throw-out bag. You can imagine that a doll in an OpShop throw-out bag was less than beautiful.
It was faded, had only one shoe, the head was hanging on by only a thin thread of plastic, the clothes were torn, and one of the glass eyes was missing. You get the message. This baby had been discarded, disrespected, forgotten. As we say it was “on its last legs”. This was the doll that the little girl wanted, and she was prepared to be stubborn, to take a risk to get it.
If her mother was like my mother she would have been strongly discouraged in her choice because the mother probably felt that if the daughter chose THAT doll it would be a reflection on the family, or on her suitability as a mother. She probably was not thinking of the daughter, and certainly not at all about the doll. She could have been thinking “What would people think if my daughter carries that doll around?” She hadn’t yet worked out how few people do think, and if they do it isn’t for long. This lady wanted her daughter to have a beautiful doll not to please the daughter or to save the doll. She wanted her friends to know she was a good mother, and on some level even if not conscious, believed the doll was a negative reflection on her.
Too put a positive spin on it, she could have wanted her daughter to have THE BEST.
But the girl persisted in her need for the tattered doll. The salesperson who was pretty pleased to sell any doll asked “Why do you want that particular doll?” and the little girl said “BECAUSE IF I DON’T TAKE HER, IF I DON’T LOVE HER, NO-ONE ELSE WILL”.
What do you love? Will people think more of you, or less of you because of your choices? Does it matter?
Love is the ultimate reality. Something has clicked in your being.. It is not about the little girl (or you) being convinced about your ideas. It is not a conviction, it is not a conversion, it is a transformation. A change from the inside out. Looking into the others eyes, something happens without saying a word, something that you never dreamt of suddenly becomes a reality.
It isn’t about faith, because faith contains fictions – we have to search for arguments or evidence.
It is about trust. Trust is the highest flowering of love. There is no guide, and you probably will not meet anyone on the path no matter how many times you ask “are we there yet?”. The little girl in the story above trusted her heart, because in the moment she experienced the flowering of love, and acted on it.
Once you have found that truth on your own, you will realise that nothing else is needed.. This little girl searched on her own, alone – risking, moving away from the crowd on a lonely path, trusting her heart. She chose freedom. The question of belief does not arise. She responded in sincerity, integrity and consciousness. She responded to the highest quality of love and positioned herself for the greatest gifts that God has in store..
There are many powerful forces in this world, but nothing is more powerful than love.
HAVE A WONDERFUL SUNDAY. Be a NOW-PERSON, take a risk, your destiny is calling you..