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It's said, all the best stories begin with... Once upon a time... 


So... Once upon a time, quite some time ago, a journey began. No one told me why I was here... what I was supposed to do. I fell often and each time I banged my head or scrapped my knees, I cried. I got these things called kisses to make it better and I don't know why, but they worked. The bruises went away... the cuts healed. 


Once upon a time, quite some time ago, I went to school. I had to learn all kinds of stuff, but no one told me why. Sometimes, my marks were low and it felt terrible, I cried. I got these things called friends to make make it better and I don't know why, but it helped. We shared the ups and downs... the time passed. 


Once upon a time, quite some time ago, I looked in the mirror, I didn't like what I saw. I felt others looked nicer, but no one told me why. I felt sorry for myself and cried. I got this thing called acceptance and I don't know why, but it made a difference. The most important 'me' is not on the outside... but inside. 


Once upon a time, quite some time ago, I got a job. I had to get along with all kinds of people, but no one told me how. I got these things called disappointments and when others got opportunities I thought I deserved, I cried. Through that experience I learned that sometimes, I just need to be patient. I tried my best to be... and sure enough, I was guided to where I needed to be. 


Once upon a time, quite some time ago, I was sad. I wasn't always nice to myself. Sometimes, people treated me poorly and I cried. I don't know how, but I got this thing called forgiveness, which made a difference. I stopped taking things personally, I stopped beating myself up, I stopped judging myself, I stopped holding onto things... and I started to be kind to myself and love myself more. 


Once upon a time, quite some time ago, I had dreams of being happy, but my dreams didn't always come true and no one told me why. When I struggled, I got these things called fears and I cried. But when I stopped worrying, stopped talking, I heard a voice inside which made all the difference; I don't know how... I don't always know why. 


The voice said it was the kisses that healed my cuts and bruises, the compassionate friend that holds my hand, the image I see when I look in the mirror. 


The voice said... a long time ago, I gave you a gift to begin each day... it's called once upon a time... 


The voice said... you will not always know how... not always understand why... but you don't need to... because the days come when you know you are meant to risk all to blossom. 


"What is life about and why am I here?"... I have asked myself these questions a lot on my journey. Some answers had remained the same for long periods, while others have changed. Some answers were large - spiritual and philosophical, and some were as simple as knowing it had something to do with love, even if I don't fully understand it. Some days, it felt like the answer is a best guess I hope will come true. 


"What is life about, to me?"... another one of the questions that used to linger in my head a lot as I venture on my journey. After a long time of seeking, observing, learning, analyzing, thinking, exploring, discovering, experiencing, battling and overcoming... I came to the conclusion that life is about becoming stuck... and finding the magic to become free. I know it sounds a little lame and not exactly a large enough sentiment for this epic journey, full of adventures, but as problems are better viewed simply, it feels like a good place to begin. Because... I get stuck an awful lot. Stuck with the same thoughts, same ideas, beliefs, habits, same unlived dreams, and stuck with the same old perceptions. 


So, I set off on my quest to find the magic to melt the glue that had prevented me from learning and growing. I expected the answer to be in some sacred place like on some mountain top or from the lips of the wise ones who have graced this earth before me, so you can imagine my surprise when I found that the answers I have been looking for had been deep within me all along. 


When I started my day today, I thought it was going to be one of those days where there would be more things that could go wrong than right. But as the day progressed and day turned into night, I saw more light. Now, as I write this, I'm at peace for life has given me yet another reason to smile. 


I think it's true, all the best stories do begin with... Once upon a time... 


I hope in the quiet moments of your story, you will hear the gentle voice of love and feel blessed. I did... I cried... I don't know how... I don't know why... but it made all the difference. 

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  • Mar 07, 2019

  • Mar 07, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Tremendous 🦋Stupendous 🦋Thanks For taking us on that journey For me a lot of it was a road I’ve traveled before 🦋your words are just a beautiful Painting🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

    Mar 07, 2019

  • Mar 07, 2019

  • This is a great piece of writing ! Yes, stylisticaly and vocabulary could be 2 steps higher but the quintesence , the juice, the spark is there. Congratulations ! You have the gift, go for it !

    Mar 15, 2019

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