Stories of Testimonies: Coming to the Goddess

Stories of Testimonies: Coming to the Goddess

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Chapter1 (v.1) - Joy of the Maiden

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Submitted: May 17, 2017

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There was once a girl named Justine. She was living life in the motions, not emotions, just survival. She prayed to God every night, but it just didn’t...click. It was monotone. No Joy or Anger. It just was. She ran away. She came to a forest that she hadn’t seen before. Everyone warned her about a mystical forest. Was this it? They said things about the forest that scared her, but at that moment she wondered if they were just being mean, making a lovely, beautiful forest into a place of wickedness. She wanted to take a leap of Faith, a risk. She wanted to prove to everyone that the forest was truly beautiful. She stepped inside. Inside the forest, it was more magical than she could even imagine. There were flowers of all colors, shapes, and sizes. There were glowing mushrooms. There were trees taller than she could even see. When she looked from the trees back to the ground so she could continue her journey, there sat a young girl with a flowing white dress on a fallen tree. All around her, things were beginning to grow. From the tree there grew sprouts of new trees. Life from death. The young girl looked up at Justine. Her face was beautiful and youthful. There were no blemishes on the child’s face, everything was in perfect alignment, her wide blue eyes and silvery blonde hair shining. “Do you want to play?” the girl asked. Justine smiled. “OK.” The two young girls ran around and chased each other, and the baby animals ran with them; baby bunnies, young birds, and even a fawn. Then Justine got serious. “What’s your name?” she asked. The little girl looked at her with a big smile. It was of pure happiness and joy. “I have many names. Hestia, Artemis, Athena. Diana, Minerva, Vesta. I can simply be called the maiden, or the virgin. I am the fawn. The chick. The sprout. The waxing moon. I am the youth of animals, the birth. I am the joy of children, the playfulness. I am purity. You came to the forest to seek personal truth. Know that you cannot advance through the next stage without understanding me. Honor yourself and your youthfulness. That is the most sacred of all. Play and dance and have fun. Don’t stop just because you’re not small. Do what is right and change the world. Don’t just wait until you are tall. Honor yourself and your youthfulness. That is the most sacred of all.” The young girl giggled and ran away. Justine was shocked still. What was that all about? What was that singsong rhyme? She thought about the words that the little girl had spoken. The girl had said that Justine had come to the forest to seek personal truth. That was true. Justine wanted to know more about herself and how she could be an individual. Then she said Justine couldn’t advance without first understanding the little girl. She would have to think about the words, and the deeper meaning to them. Honor yourself and your youthfulness, what could that mean? She looked around. The baby bunnies were chasing each other. The fawn was jumping joyfully on stick-like legs. The chicks chirped with cheerful noise. Then she looked closer. All the animals were having fun, but that’s where the similarity stopped. Even the baby bunnies were each different in their own way. Maybe what the little girl meant by honor yourself was to see the differences in yourself and accept them. No, not to just accept them, but honor them. And honor all the things that come with youth. Joy, innocence, acceptance. Then the girl had went on to say ‘keep your youthfulness.’ Throughout life, keep as much of the traits of youth as possible. Do what is right and change the world. That could mean some things that are right are not accepted by majority, and sometimes the majority of people accept only the wrong things. Like hate, ignorance, and fear. Justine needed to change that, one step at a time. And that started with herself. Ignorance leads to fear, and fear leads to hate. So Justine needed to educate herself about all the things that she feared or hated. And Justine needed to start now, not wait until it was too late. All of a sudden there was a loud sound and a crashing in the forest, but instead of the animals being afraid, they waited in cheerful anticipation.Then a flash of white, and Justine only had a moment of recognition before she went down. But this wasn’t an attack, Justine realized when the little girl sat up from her body. This was play. “You understood! I knew you were special!” the little girl squealed. “Can we be friends?”



 

End of Part One

 


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