Once Upon a Time…
Posted on 10/26/2009 at 3:11:01 PM
- Tracey-Lee Dearham
Once Upon A Time in the Land of Gold, Smog and Taxi’s lived a young dreamer who decided to become a storyteller and share stories with her kingdom!
The dreamer understands that a dream without the know-how is useless and decides to learn about stories and storytelling. She pays to learn the skill with 60 000 gold coins for many, many moons of training and apprenticeship.
After her many many moons of storytelling training the young dreamer feels confident enough to travel to other lands and meet people so that she may bring back more stories to tell. This would create a better kingdom with more riches and magic and the skilled dreamer will be sharing her purpose with her beloved kingdom.
The skilled dreamer travels and works so that she learns new stories, cultivates her own stories and earns enough gold coins to feed herself on her travels across placid lakes, roaring oceans and massive shiny towers. The skilled dreamer drifts north-west away from her kingdom of gold, smog and taxi’s and meets amazing beings from other kingdoms-dwarfs, giants and even a few Americans – also storytellers who are freely telling their stories with enough gold coins to eat and drink. These are very happy storytellers and the skilled dreamer is inspired to bring back the many stories to her kingdom and share what she saw and who she met. The skilled dreamer travels back home with purpose and passion.
After many, many moons across the various stormy oceans and dry lands, she returns to her kingdom of gold, smog and taxi’s. Oh, she loves this kingdom above all because this is home and this is where she wants to share her stories. She realises that to share stories, she will need to have energy to write the story and then paint it in the magical boxes that the big, big magical tower has given to the kingdom’s people in return for the kingdom’s gold coins.
The skilled dreamer loves this new magic and is happy that the kingdom and the kingdom’s big, big tower is working together harmoniously. The skilled dreamer hears a rumble in her stomach and realises that she is hungry. With both any empty pocket and an empty stomach the skilled dreamer realises that she will need gold coins to buy the food to get the energy to write the story, then paint it in the magic box and share with the kingdom.
She decides to put her storytelling dream on hold as she continues her journey and learns more about the machinations of the magic box and becomes friends with the people of the big, big magical tower. The skilled dreamer uses her skill to become a strange thing called a production manager; another magical worker that has all the information to share with other magical workers who then correctly paint the pictures in the magical box for the big, big magical tower to entertain the kingdom in exchange for the gold coins that will feed the skilled dreamer in creating more stories for the kingdom. This is a beautiful cycle and the skilled dreamer is patient as she learns the workings of the big, big magical tower and the shiny magical box!
The seasons come and then they go and so the cycle continues when at last the skilled dreamer decides that it is the season of spring and a good time to dream again as she packs up her organiser pouch with enough gold coins saved to eat and tell stories and leaves the strange work as a production manager.
Her dream is slowly happening and she is so close that the destination seems almost tangible…so vivid, she can almost reach out and touch it!
She writes the stories, she imagines the characters and she creates the many new worlds borne from both her travels and her dreams. She loves this magic that flows from her as she writes down the words and connects the sentences in threading her stories. After her last stitch she decides to take her stories to the big, big magical tower; the place for kingdom empowerment!
The skilled dreamer sits in the hollow room with people from the big, big magical tower wanting to hear her stories. Looking around at the khakhi coloured walls and smudged windows, the skilled dreamer understands that the big, big magical tower was just a big, big tower and that her stories, just like all those other storyteller’s stories, is the magic that the tower and the kingdom needs. The skilled dreamer widens her smile and with a burst of excitement she tells her stories with passion, with truth and with complete understanding of what her stories mean for both the big, big tower and the kingdom. The stories are the magic, the gold and the life of the kingdom!
The people of the big, big tower love the stories but sadly cannot share the stories with any of the kingdom because creatures at the big, big tower stole all of the kingdom’s gold coins and travelled across oceans and lands (with family, friends and acquaintances) while pretending to part of the people from the big, big tower. These creatures went across the lands not to learn about other people, not to share with other kingdoms but to eat food that they did not hunger for and drink wine that could never quench their thirst. These creatures went across the lands with the kingdom’s gold leaving the kingdom goldless, storyless and making the big, big tower very small.
So the pained skilled dreamer leaves the big, big tower without the dream. The dreamer walks out of the gold- less big, big tower wanting to share her stories with the kingdom but how will she do this when she has no more of her own gold coins to buy food to eat and without the help of the now small, small tower. The dreamer decides to venture out into the City Of Gold, smog and taxi’s to find some more gold so that she can keep her dream alive, so that she can get to her destination because the skilled dreamer realises that she had the magic with her all the time!
By Pained Skilled Dreamer