Grandmother Storyteller Chapter 5: The Dream

April 11, 2020

Continued from Chapter 4: The Monster

The old woman knew that if the boy was unwilling to contend with his own monster now, both he and the girl would suffer for years to come. And she knew (from experience) the girl who had yet to discover her own strengths had yet to discover her own dark side. She was naive.

“May I come tomorrow and hear the rest of the story, grandmother?”

With a pensive nod, the old woman smiled and then suggested to the young woman she say a prayer upon retiring:

Holy Spirit

My guiding light

Keep me safely in your care tonight.

That night, the young woman dreamt…

“Arrgh!” The more she struggled to get free from the web in which she found herself cocooned, the more entangled she became. She had to admit defeat. There was no escape. And she could hear laughter…

“You came back to me, my love! I knew you wouldn’t leave me.”

This enraged the girl. She prayed:

“Holy Spirit…oh what’s the use? I got myself into this mess. No one can help me now.”

The girl sank back, surrendering to her ill-fate. She heard another voice speak:

My dear child, no one who calls upon My Name in their hour of need, will I abandon. ‘Tis true, you now find yourself in a dangerous circumstance; however, nothing is too great for Me.”

The girl, comforted by these words, began, “The boy I love needs my help…”

Dear child, each must face what is inside their heart. He must do this alone.”

“But why then did he bring me here to this awful place?”

Love.”

Now the girl confused,

Confessed, “I don’t understand.

If this is love, why does it hurt so?

Why would he push me to he point of despair…”

By the love of My sacrifice, child—it is finished now

To the heart in need of forgiveness

Forgiveness

Is

Given

If

Accepted.”

If. Each must face what is inside their heart.

And the girl turning inward, seeing her own dark-heart

Shattered

Wondered—

If

She could forgive and

If she could accept forgiveness for herself.

She flinched.

And then,

She felt something by her side.

Take now, My Sword that you may be set free.”

And without a moment’s hesitation the young girl held onto the Sword of the Spirit, cutting through the web of delusion and emerged ready to stand against the enemy—

The enemy, fearing for her own selfish desires, turned away from the boy, “Oh so you want to play do you, foolish girl. You think you are a match for me?”

To be continued…

–NZain💓

Author: NZain

Finding my way forward...

29 thoughts on “Grandmother Storyteller Chapter 5: The Dream”

  1. This is so well written. Indeed we need to fight our inner demons, help ourselves, forgive our broken hearts before we can fight the demons of those we love, help them through their dark times. Yes, love is never a happy flower laden path, there are thorns and sharp pebbles and emerging through everything is what makes love gorgeous. 🙂
    I cannot wait for Chapter 6

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    1. Thank you, Parikhit for your support and encouragement. And for your kind words! Yes! There are thorns among the roses…and what you say about making love gorgeous—is gorgeous! 💓

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  2. Hmmm. The boy doesn’t seem like he’s strong enough. You cannot heal the one who does not want to be healed.
    Very interesting story- and although religious, it is very symbolic and can be see from many other perspectives than what it was intended for.

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    1. High praises thank you. Yes, lots of symbolism here and archetypes. An old story retold with plenty of poetic license. So what do you think—should I keep going and finish the story? It could go a lot of different ways.

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    1. Thank you, Suzanne I’m so happy to read this—glad you are enjoying it. Simple prayers, a bit intentionally childlike. Almost finished with this story. Could go a lot of different ways…🤔💓🍪

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    1. Thank you, Ally. This is a great question—one that I also think of too as there are those in my life who may not be willing to forgive me. We can’t control how others behave, only ourselves, so what can I do differently? I’ll have to think on this some more. I touch on this a bit in chapter 6–which is now posted. I’d like to hear more of your thoughts…

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