After much deliberation Connie decided to walk to the next village in the hope of getting some help. She didn’t know what had happened in her own village and thought that maybe she could find the answers elsewhere. She set out on the long walk, drinking water from the river and picking fruit off the trees to sustain her on her journey.
Eventually she got to the next village and her hopes were dashed – the villagers were in the same state as in her village. They looked at her with suspicion and she quickly left for the comparative safety of the countryside. She decided to try one more village before making her way back up to her mountain hideaway where she could think and decide what to do next.
She trudged on during the day and found shelter under trees and in haystacks during the night. She found herself getting more and more tired, her limbs felt like lead and her head ached. She could hardly form coherent thoughts any more. She didn’t understand what was happening to her as normally she had so much energy she literally bounced along.
She was even more disheartened when she reached the next village. The people were fearful and aggressive – she was glad of her ragged appearance as it made her invisible to any potential thieves.
Connie had never felt so alone in her life, or so totally disconnected from the people around her. The thought of continuing her life like that was unbearable, and she was now frightened to return home because of what changes might have happened to her family and friends. She wanted to remember them as the loving and supportive people they had always been, and not find that they had become as self-serving and fearful as the people she was now meeting on her travels. She understood that a sickness had taken over the Kingdom of Graceonia and she seemed to be the only person aware of it.
She made the decision to return to her mountain retreat and hoped that she would feel better for being there. The thought of the long trek filled her with trepidation as she now felt so weak and vulnerable, but it was her only hope, the light at the end of the tunnel. Her footsteps gradually became slower, her limbs heavier, until she was stumbling along – unclear of her direction. Then everything went dark and she collapsed in a heap by the side of the road.
Chapter 6 – The Collaboration
Connie opened her eyes and was greeted by the sight of a kindly, wizened face. She didn’t have a clue where she was, but she felt safer than she had for quite a while. She gave the face a tentative smile and looked around her. She was in a cosy little room where plant life seemed to be predominant. There wasn’t an inch of space which didn’t house some form of vegetation. She made to get up from the sofa where she was lying but was much too weak.
The kindly face told her that his name was Goodwin and he was a wizard and herbalist. He preferred to live in solitude, surrounded by nature, and that he had found her lying by the side of the road when he was out looking for mushrooms.
Connie was grateful for the companionship during the time it took for her to regain her strength. Goodwin treated her with his special homemade potions, fed her with untainted fruit and vegetables, and gave her pure water to drink. He told her that she was lucky as she hadn’t been exposed to the sickness for as long as the people in the villages, and hadn’t breathed in as much of the polluted air as she had been mainly in the countryside.
When she was back to her old self they started to hatch a plan to help the people of Graceonia. Goodwin explained that he had been working on a spell to counteract the damage that had been done and that it was nearly ready. He knew that magic had created the situation, so magic was the only thing that could overcome it. He wanted to test his spell in a place where there was a lot of damage to the earth, as that was the only way he could tell if it was strong enough.
Early one morning they set out in Goodwin’s cart pulled by his elderly horse. By late afternoon they reached a place where steam was rising from the ground. Connie had never seen anything like it before.
She sat quietly and watched as Goodwin started to sway backwards and forwards, side to side, chanting quietly to himself. She couldn’t hear the words but was mesmerised by the spectacle – she could feel the power of intention emanating from him. Then she heard a low rumble, so quiet at first that she thought she had imagined it, but there it was again and this time there was no mistake. Shortly afterwards the sky was alive with lightning, and before she knew it pure and sparkling rain was drenching everything in sight. She had never seen rain like it – the most beautiful colours were showering down onto the earth and washing everything clean.
It was still raining when they left for home, and when they returned a few days later it looked like a completely different place. New shoots were sprouting through the earth, the trees and bushes were lush and green and there was no sign of steam anywhere. Goodwin nodded his head with pleasure and announced that it was now time to set out on their quest of saving Graceonia. They would start at the Palace and then visit each village in turn.
To be continued….
The inspiration for this story came from the book The 7 Graces of Marketing by Lynn Serafinn
Sue is the Founder of Soulfully Connecting. She has spent over 40 years on her spiritual journey which, amongst other things, included training as a medium, hands on healing and travelling with a shaman. She trained for 3 years as a graphologist and for 23 years has been a reader specialising in graphology and tarot – 14 of those years were spent participating in festivals both at home and abroad.
The idea behind Soulfully Connecting is to demonstrate that there are other ways of living which can heal the earth, the animal kingdom and ourselves. She is passionate about people having freedom of choice, which is only possible when they know about all the options.
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