by Donna Rose Stewart
upon a time there was a traveling minstrel. He traveled far
and wide, entertaining everywhere he went. He was a gentle soul,
only wanting to please and inspire with his music.
day he came upon a forest - a beautiful, green forest such as
he'd never before seen. As he started into the forest, there
seemed to be light coming from deep within. But, before - long
before the light, there was deep, intense darkness - a velvety
black darkness. The minstrel wasn't at all sure he wanted to
travel through that blackness, yet the promise of the light
he picked up his flute to give him courage and began playing
as he walked into the forest. The further he walked, the blacker
it became, until he wasn't so sure of the light anymore. The
confused minstrel decided to sit down with his flute on the
cool, green grass. As he did so, he heard a voice asking,
are you going?"
minstrel looked to his right and peered into the darkness. Two
fiery eyes were looking back at him. The eyes belonged to a
snake that seemed to be dangling from the tree the minstrel
had sat beneath.
am following the light," said the minstrel. The snake crawled
onto a rock to get closer to him.
are you following the light?" asked the snake. "Do
you know where it will take you?"
answered the minstrel, "and I am even less sure now of
which direction to go that will take me to the light."
not be content to stay here awhile and play for me? You may
rest and decide what your next step will be," said the
minstrel liked the sound of that idea, for he was tired and
hungry. He took some food from his pack and ate slowly, enjoying
each bite. He drank some water from a nearby stream and lay
down to sleep.
he slept, he dreamed that he was in a strange and unfamiliar
world - a world that was filled with shadows that danced and
with voices that echoed. Nothing seemed real....
time went by as the minstrel went about his life in this foreign
place. He tried to fit in and to understand why he was here
and what he was to do. Life was difficult and lonely for the
minstrel - it was even hard for him to play his flute. Each
time he thought that he had found another being like himself
or seemed to be having any type of happiness, everything would
fall apart or blowup in his face. He would discover, to his
disappointment, that the other beings and things of this world
were not what they appeared to be - and he would feel alone
and lonely all over again.
minstrel sat up and looked around. He was in what looked like
a courtyard of some kind. It was beautiful - with flowers, trees
and a stream running through the middle of it. He noticed what
appeared to be a nymph, staring wide-eyed at him from behind
one of the trees. The minstrel smiled and spoke to the nymph,
who seemed hesitant and yet curious. So, the minstrel took out
his flute and began playing a soothing tune. The nymph seemed
to relax somewhat and, slowly, she inched her way toward the
minstrel. Soon, the nymph began to move to the music of the
flute; and then, she danced around and around the minstrel.
This made the minstrel happy and he continued to play and began
dancing with the nymph to the rhythm of the music.
of a sudden, the nymph disappeared and in her place stood the
snake that he had met in the dark forest. The minstrel stopped
playing and dancing, as he felt a cold shiver run down his spine.
He stared in disbelief at the abrupt intrusion of the snake.
did you get here!?" asked the minstrel.
been here all along," said the snake. "Don't you remember?
We came here together."
minstrel had been in this place long enough to learn that things
were, often, not what they appeared to be. And, he had a twisting
in his gut that told him he could not trust this snake.
snake had seemed friendly enough in the dark forest, but the
minstrel had had many experiences and hard lessons since then.
Along with these lessons, he had learned to listen to that twist
in his gut - it was there to warn him of some danger. And, because
of this, the minstrel decided not to engage the snake with any
conversation (even though the snake had, certainly, peaked his
interest). HAD they come here together? Why couldn't he REMEMBER?
The minstrel had many mysteries and unanswered questions that
were puzzling him. However, in spite of it all, he simply turned
around and walked away from the snake!
Minstrel woke up to find himself in the midst of a party that
was progressing, apparently, very well. He was still in the
courtyard - but it had been transformed into quite a regal affair.
It was night time and there were lights and people everywhere.
He now realized that he was in the courtyard of a majestic castle
AND in the midst of a masked ball!
he looked around, he saw the nymph that he had met earlier.
She was laughing and dancing in and out among the party-goers.
Every now and then, she would stop and do something magical
that seemed to delight and intrigue everyone.
he heard a soft voice say. He turned to see a woman with the
warmest eyes he'd ever seen and a smile that lit up the night
he heard himself reply....
seemed to stand still and yet go on forever as they "caught
up" with each others' life stories. It felt to them that
they had always and forever known each other. They learned that
they had different and yet very similar experiences on their
journey - the journey which had brought them here, to this place
Minstrel and the Lady shared their time together in newfound
joy and delight as time moved on in this strange and now fascinating
world. They had much to do, see and accomplish - they no longer
felt alone or lonely. They were happy!
trumpets sounded, announcing the arrival of the Queen and King.
Their Majesties' entourage came ahead of them to "The Meeting
Place." Everyone was excited as there was rumour of BIG
NEWS and new developments in the Kingdom. It had been said that
the son of the Queen and King had been found and returned home
after many, many years of being lost to the Kingdom! However,
it was still a mystery to all as to who exactly this son was
and how it happened that he was now home.
this celebration, the Minstrel had been invited to play his
flute, along with the Lady who was to sing.
crowd grew quiet as the Queen and King settled into their positions.
The Court's Advisor stood before the crowd and
announced the entertainment that was to follow. There were many
beautiful, talented and creative performers who were greatly
welcomed and appreciated by everyone!
it was time for the Lady to sing and the Minstrel began playing
his flute. As he accompanied the Lady's beautiful voice, a magical
thing started to happen! He began to remember how he got here
and who he was. He hadn't even realized that he did not know
his own name or where he came from! The ENTIRE KINGDOM began
to REMEMBER. It was as if a huge fog or giant veil had been
lifted from the land and the minds of all who dwelled there!
Prince (the Minstrel) had, indeed, come home! He had come
home, along with his Lady Love (who was named Donna Rose), to
himself, to his Family and to his Kingdom.
they all lived happily ever after....
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