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THE SOUL is shaped by words, images, & experiences.
THIS BLOG is about those things that have left their impression on me. I'd love for you to comment on what affects you.
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THIS BLOG is about those things that have left their impression on me. I'd love for you to comment on what affects you.
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Wednesday, April 30, 2008
The Fearful Maiden
Once upon a time, there lived a little maiden who was afraid of people. She hid beneath her bed every time someone came to visit. One day, she heard knocking at the door of her family’s cottage. She scooted under her bed, but her mother forced her out. “Come say hello to your uncle and his friend,” her mother said. The gruff uncle criticized the little maiden, but the lady friend was sympathetic. A contortionist by nature, the auburn lady amused the maiden by twisting her body into unlikely shapes.
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2 comments:
Lydia, beautiful story! So relevant, too. Love the hippo!
Deb
Lydia, this story has just this moment helped me say "Yes" to a scarey opportunity that involves my "stepping out" more & speaking out more. Yikes! Thank you for blogging this beautiful story.
Susie
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