The Tale Of The Spirit Or (Logotherapy For Children)

2024 Author: Harry Day | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 15:43

There was a Spirit. Rather, he did not live, but was always and everywhere. The spirit was free. For him there was no distance, no time, no heat, no cold. The spirit delighted in the contemplation of the eternity and infinity of the great and mysterious cosmos. Observing the movement of the planets around the sun, the Spirit reflected on the meaning of being. It was the happiest, most conscious and most peaceful state of the Spirit. But one day, traveling through the endless expanses of the universe, the Spirit saw an incredibly beautiful, blue planet, which shimmered with delicate flowers in the rays of the sun! Her name was Earth! She attracted the Spirit with a riot of her energy.

- I for a minute - thought the Spirit and rushed into the unknown distance. Flying closer and closer to the ground, the Spirit began to feel someone's sticky and intrusive presence. It pressed and prevented me from moving and looking at the beautiful land.

- What is it? - thought the spirit, as he immediately heard the answer - We are space postmen.

- What are you doing here?

- We want to fly into space, but we are too weak and ghostly to rise to such a height. We can say that we are abandoned and not thought out. Man gave up and abandoned us as soon as we were born. But we are born in order to transfer the great thought of a person into the space of being. So now it turns out that we are no longer in a person, but also not in space.

- Sad story! - thought the Spirit and flew on. The closer he flew to the ground, the harder it became. The spirit could not control its strength, it was drawn like a magnet somewhere. It was impossible to resist the earth's gravity.

"Probably, I am needed there!" - the Spirit decided and gave in. Suddenly, it suddenly became dark and crowded. It seemed that everything that had existed for centuries had slammed shut in a dark space and closed tightly outside. "Where I am? What is happening to me? Free me! I don't want to sit here! I am free and I have the right to choose. Let me go immediately!"

- Why are you shouting like that? - The spirit heard a soft and gentle voice. Turning around, he saw a small and very beautiful creature. It was so fragile, as if transparent and weightless, that the Spirit immediately calmed down and asked:

- Who are you? What are you doing here?

- I? I live here.

- For a long time?

- Since birth.

- What is your name?

- Soul.

- What a beautiful and immense name! - The spirit was so fascinated by this cute creature that for a while he forgot about his seclusion.

- Tell me, Soul, do you know where we are? What is this bag in which we are sitting?

- Hee-hee! - The soul laughed - This is not a bag. This is the human body.

- Body? What it is? And …. I think I've already heard this word "man". Please tell me more about him?

- He has many different names: Primitive, leader, master of nature, individual, personality, sometimes he calls himself simply I, but more often it sounds like "reasonable man". I think it's because of the brain.

- Brain? What is this? - the Spirit was surprised.

- He also lives with us, in the body. But he has no time to talk to me, he is always busy. He is a great hard worker! Every second he solves some problems, constantly thinks and thinks, and the brain also helps a person to release thoughts to freedom. But sometimes he is in a hurry to do his job, so thoughts fly out ill-considered, which is why they are not mature and very weak.

- Yes! I met them on the way here - Spirit noted sadly - they call themselves Space Postmen.

- You know, the Soul said thoughtfully, it is very difficult for me to understand a person. Despite the fact that we are a single whole, he does not notice me at all and lives according to the laws of the body. He eats, drinks, sleeps, works hard, rests little. Very often angry and offended. I try to talk to him, but due to external noises and the same people around him, he does not hear me. When he does bad things, it directly affects me. It hurts me to such an extent that I can't stand it and I start to pull these strings, it seems, nerves are calling them. There are a lot of them here, a whole system! When I pull on them, the person starts to cry. And sometimes you have to pull so hard that the whole human body gets sick. At such moments, he usually says: "My soul hurts!" Apparently he still guesses about my existence - almost in a whisper uttered the new and mysterious neighbor of the Spirit.

The soul fell silent, thinking about something again, and then continued:

-Only in rare moments, when he remains in silence, usually before going to bed, he hears me. He begins to think about what he does not know and tries to understand how he needs to live in order to be good for him and me and for the body at the same time. He thinks about what is important and valuable to me. When he is alone with himself, I help him, I start to sing! It is a pity that these moments pass quickly and he falls asleep.

The spirit listened to this story, full of pain, but at the same time, great love for man and was more and more surprised.

- So what? Are you going to sit alone all your life like this? Without declaring yourself?

- I do not know, maybe.

- Well, I do not! - said the Spirit - not for this I came here! I will not let you sit forgotten and abandoned. I will help you grow, get stronger and become stronger than your body. Just help me, because I am still poorly guided in it. You agree?

- Sure! I will help you with my emotions and love, support and devotion!

The Spirit began to tell the Soul about space, about freedom, about the right to choose and about the beauty of that world. Most of all, Soul liked the story about fluttering flowers. These creatures were of unearthly beauty with intricate patterns on the thinnest wings, pleasing to the eye with a combination of bright colors. And what a poetic name they had - Butterflies! The soul really liked to hear about the miraculous transformations that took place with butterflies. At first, they were voracious caterpillars who only thought about food. But as she grew, their worldview changed and the butterflies realized that they could achieve much more. To do this, you just need to go through a difficult moment of rebirth, and then they will spread their thin and graceful wings and gain true freedom.

- I am sure that my man will be able to survive such a reincarnation! - once exclaimed the Soul. Imbued with the stories of the spirit, she grew stronger and grew every minute. She felt strong and more and more dreamed of going beyond the human body. In a strange way, the person did less and less bad deeds. He wondered what was going on inside him? It was as if he began to listen to the dialogue between Soul and Spirit. The man liked the state when his soul sang, and he tried to do everything possible to hear this song. The body stopped hurting and constantly demanding food, more and more it wanted to move, learn about the world around it and protect its inner neighbors. So, spirit, soul and body began to peacefully coexist in man. And the longer they lived, the more harmony they achieved, because they respected, helped and appreciated each other. They listened to the slightest thought of a person and helped her grow to a strong and clearly articulated one, which helped a person to make his choice. And when she matured, they let her go free, where she always became a space postman and always flew to space!

…. Many years later. The human body has died. The soul turned into a graceful and beautiful butterfly, as it dreamed of, and flew away with the Spirit to explore the immense and eternal space