yesterdays glitter stories: One score minus five years or so ago I was in Mexico when a random traveler handed me a pouch of glitter and said it may come in handy at some point in our journey. I thought otherwise but I placed the pouch of glitter in my pocket anyway. A few weeks later I was walking with a friend in the northern desert making a trek to elephant mountain which is a sacred site of the Huichol Indians. This is still a very remote region and even more so back then. We passed by a small goat farm and a little boy maybe 5 years old walked towards us. He probably rarely if ever had seen many foreigners so this was a curious encounter he was going to embrace. He asked us if we were magicians. Without missing a beat we said Yes! We then asked him if he would like to see some magic. He gave a nod and smiled in anticipation. I had him stretch out his arms and close his eyes. I got down on my knee, gave a wink to my buddy, grabbed the glitter pouch out of my pocket and blew that pixie dust all over his arms. It was a little windy so the glitter actually blew beyond his arms into a cloud which sparkled all around. He stood there in hypnotic bliss, giddy at the glitter goodness that flickered on and around us. I handed him the pouch as a gift. He ran back to his house smiling and laughing, as if I had just given him the chalice of infinite magic and wonder. It could all be mere projection on my end but I truly feel as if he will never forget that moment. At any rate, I know I never will. It is these simple moments of shared magical experience that I live for. Its the nectar of life. Im indifferent to glitter, but it became an important medium at just the right moment in time. And I guess that traveler who handed me the pouch was right about it coming in handy. I just never suspected something as simple and frivolous as glitter could create such a profoundly joyous moment. Chalk it up to the fact that happiness is not having something, rather it is being a part of something. Cricket D Cricket .... be very careful in life for you never know what strange medicine another may be hiding.. our bloods are ancient and within them flows life.. we are ALL put here as keepers of the Earth, and one day we will all realize it.. and that day will be magical.. HO ~ Little Hawk Cricket D Cricket or Grandfather David.. depending on myth.. my point being is... That was a beautiful story... yours. Tenali Hedgesmedgehoginabog I often wonder what has become of the boy, and the pouch. Does he still have the glitter? Or did he splatter it all over in one blow? Has he kept the pouch? Did he glitter his herd of goats? Its like a choose your own adventure book - finish the glitter outcome however you wish. And theres beauty in the mystery of never knowing for sure. Tamma Robles Smith Can just imagine a herd of sparkly goats clicking their hooves and having a great time Cricket D Cricket I am guessing if he was Huichol... he was glorious and spirited no matter what he did with it Roger Wood I believe he too, remembers the moment... Yes Alyssa Tsagong Oh my soul! Yes. One never knows where those ripples end up. Hey, have you read the Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern? Give it an autumn weekend, I think youll love it. Otter Ofripple-ranch Oh yes, magical potent encounter, thanks for sharing. I too, was gifted a boon. A fan of my healing hands and my massage chair surprised me and found me where I stood one recent day. Shed made a crude wire wrap around a small vial of glitter and affixed it to a stretchy necklace. As she gifted it to me, she said, you never know when pixie dust will come in handy. Its mostly handy around my neck, sparking sparkling conversation and a confident sense that all is well and wonderful. I have used a pinch to amuse my other admirers already. Yet, I will only use a touch at a time and have already purchased refill glitter in case of emergencies. I imagine I will have to hide one day, and only reveal my where abouts to a certain someone or two whos on my side. A pinch of glitter in the air for the right magical moment can only add to the greatest good. Adding to the greatest good is our mission in these human forms, no? I love you all and love the love reflected back. Aaron Miller The little boy was adopted by wealthy American bankers. He was taught investment strategies and ultimately, when grown, backed a magic glitter company and lost his fortune. He now works in Akron, Ohio as the front desk manager at Motel 6. He has the pouch. Melody Woodward Never underestimate the power of glitter...especially in the hands of untrained rainbow magicians!
Posted on: Wed, 10 Sep 2014 18:39:54 +0000
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