In the course of time, stories have the power of our imagination, cover and lead us to change and feel better. Please read each ALL each story in order for you to feel better.
* The boy went into the store. He should get a list of things he did. He had kind of the feeling that he was not so welcomed by his family and was often assigned tasks to do, has him out of the house. Some friends spoke of their homeland, but it felt to him like aHouse. It kept him warm and dry, but not really make him feel safe or secure. There was a lot on his mind and he was so absorbed in thought, and began to wonder, and so he began to wander. It was already dark ...
* Speaking of dark. There once was a girl who had the fear of the dark, and all the hidden secrets. She grew up very lonely and isolated, and felt as if she had no friends. She had recognized long ago that they could not always depend on others, because they have so oftenin the lurch. They like to go exploring on your own and pass the long hours that way. Somehow felt less lonely when she was alone and she felt more and more comfortable this way. One day they wandered from their usual places and it was shortly before dark, and with a sudden breath, she realized where she was. A cold shiver ran down her spineas she looked around and noticed her surroundings ...
* There was once a young man who seemed from a young woman who was completely differentthemselves. He liked certain things in a certain way and his family also. They were comfortable with certain things a certain way and like familiar with their surroundings. You, on the other side, preferably dark chocolate, deep dark roasted coffee and their skin and hair too dark. His family was always to get up early and go to bed by the setting sun.
But she enjoyed to stay out until late at night and explore a different environment and said she felt most comfortableso. She loved to dance in the moonlight. Was for them, as if it was easier to rest, because the people were loud and judgmental thoughts and enjoy quiet sleep. It felt more like she belonged. She felt better and by the man, and he often stayed late with her and at other times he slept with the setting sun, and woke early to rise with the sun. He felt most alive when the sun was back and he works hard. Then, one day his family wasthat they take his girlfriend to dinner ...
* The dog would simply not come into question, not how much the boy asked, or be relied on. When he resorted to violence, the poor dog was crying and screaming, and finally the boy sighed and stretched out his hand and the dog came crawling over and licked him. The boy pet dog and said, "Good Night" and the dog saw the boy with a mixture of love and fear. The poor dog had been abused and then abandoned. The boy had the poorDog in the woods. The boy loved it in the deep, dark forest to explore and like to hang with his friends during the day. A bad neighbor a few streets away a bunch of dogs and mistreatedhis wife and children, along with his pets abused. The boy asked his father if he could do anything, because he went to school with the little girl and saw that she was weeping, and often bruised. His father told him that it was complicated, and they should not really getinvolved.
After the fighting was so bad, she has the police still in a few days to call things back normal chaos. If the poor, fear and bloody dog looked at the boy, from where it was at the side of the street, the boy ran to him and felt the need to do something. He took off his jacket and shook the small dog shook and spoke softly, so you do with them home. But even after cleaning, feeding and bonding wounds and dog him to eat andgive him water, the dog refused to go in the house. It was more scared of what's inside! They feared that in more than the abuse he suffered already locked. He was just a little boy and could not save the little girl on the street or to save the world, but it felt good to rescue the dog. The next day the boy went with his father and they seemed a little dog house and the dog pleases me very well and it finally seemed to be more to love than fear in his sadDog eyes. Then one dark night, came the angry neighbors through the house and knocked loudly on the door ...
** SURROUNDING can make a big difference in the way people feel. You may have noticed how some places feel great during the light of day but at night the darkness brings fear and tension and anxiety. Other people feel relaxed and calm in the silence of the deep, dark night, when fewer people and no lights from judgmental eyes. Why do these eyes arejudgmental, you might wonder? Perhaps they have with themselves and the shadows of their personal comfort. However, they still have to go into the shadows of other people face. You can create additional awareness and sensitive and need to learn to control this ability. While others are distracted by who they really are and hide in the light of day and fear of darkness and shadow. Very few people are capable of both the light and the dark embrace, to feel at ease during the night and day feel, tocomfortable with themselves or with others, whether in doors or out. In order to accept themselves and others, while through with their living standards ...
So what happens to the little boy on the way to the supermarket? Is the little girl will find something in the dark? What about the fate of the young woman and her boyfriend? And what happens to the poor dog and the boy who saved him? Did they adhere to the dog? What happens next?
** The fatheropened the door with his brave son, who stood beside him. They were prepared for everything and the mother was ready to call through the telephone, the police, if that became necessary. The evil neighbor looked in, what seemed to be the first time that he looked deep inside. The neighbor was surprised to see that the interior of the home so much nicer and more comfortable than his own view. Then he shook his head and shook off the momentary sense of calm that he is at this point and sethis glare on his face means. Had he so uncomfortable with themselves and all others that feel good too strange for him was also used to enjoy? He wondered.
"I hear you have my dog." Thoughts raced through my head. What does it all mean?
After a long conversation the neighbor walked up to vile mean more rest, sad and ashamed, and then begin to feel a bit more relaxed. He held almost all his family on a leash, because it seemedhe feared that otherwise they will run away, because nobody would have been really long for him. He began to realize that he had in an attempt to intimidate them, respect and understanding and love he received so much demand. When he suggested he had been beaten on the disengagement as a child. Rather than be the victim, he was the perpetrator. Now he realized that he was a victim! He was locked in this vicious pattern and are necessary to find a way out. He had and abused hisFamily, until he finally sick. However, he began to treat them better himself and his family, and when he died he was really loved and missed. He had worked hard to live for his earlier years and was able to its fullest in his last years. The boy grew up with the dog, and was cured larger and healthier, and much, much happier. And though he always took the liberty to explore the more outdoor activities, he also came within the apartment and began to be usedlike sleeping at the foot of the boys bed, where he felt he belonged.
** The young woman asked her friend to make an excuse. She did not take his family to lunch. She begged him to come running with her. They shouted at him when he's hand and reassured her that everything would be al. They had already heard, and they only trust very few people, and now they have to run again and lose yourself in the company of a man whom she fell for. She fought itold fears of criticism and of the sentence and looked at the moon and asked to be accepted by the bright sun of the day and the mans family. The day of their lunches in the family was divided. Some were curious and some were hopeful, while others are already rehearsing how they see their boys to talk about this woman again. She was just too different from him and too different from them, and they are not easy.
While they ate and talked with another, the man has his best to keepThings to a terrible game 20 questions, or an interrogation. He held her hand a portion of the time and his leg to keep in touch with her as they sat together and ate. She trembled with fear and tension and yet she felt its calming energy and love also. Between him and her and those of his family who were more open and accepting, they were able to calm the criticism and the judging part of the family get to look after their own affairs. Their relationship blossomedand grow the passion that still stronger. And although it is not always harmonious, it was a kind of pattern like the weather changing from calm to storm into Paradise every so often and so a return to this balance of love and acceptance. The night was his day and the day was his day, and they also learned to shares in a fairly balanced way. When the sun during the day tired and felt the need to sleep, like the moon came to play and took his place in the twilightSky. And then they have swapped places again. So on and so forth.There was a place for everything and everything in its place.
** The little girl was right on the edge of the witches' house. Nobody liked that old lady who seemed to grow all kinds of plants in their backyard, and let the rest run from her yard in a dense forest that her family had owned for generations. She was old and lived alone and most of the neighborhood feared her, and said she had powers. She could make things happen andto create powerful changes. Some people are passing by anything or anyone that can actually make a difference fear, while others can realize the positive potential of doing things. When the little girl was breathing and calms the nerves, she went quietly back, where they had come. And then she heard it. The voice. Power was in that voice and suddenly her breath came fast and she went to shake her nerves. She could not move! "It's ok. You can come and warm yourself by the fire, if you will."The little girl was still scared and thought of all the stories and tales they had read. "You can go if you like little girls. You are welcomed to stay a little bit.
I wish the company. "The voice of power and yet there was a soothing warmth there as well." I could fix you some tea for your nerves, or you can milk and cookies. "The old woman continued." Milk and cookies reminds me of my children and I still miss her very much. "The girls of her curiosity was strongerFears and asked them. "Done your children, what with them?" "Now most of them pulled off the big city because there are few jobs here in the city. I'll help the few who understand about medicinal herbs and plants and alternative healing. Plus I'm an old woman with few needs. My boys wanted to explore and find, and that is healthy and normal. "" Did you see? " The little girl asked. "Sure, they visit from time to time, and I have many pictures and letters from them too.Even today, I just miss her and decided to milk and cookies, while I look through my photo albums. "
The little girl leaned over and took a step closer. "Come in and sit with me and we can look at the pictures together." The old woman smiled as she opened the door and left the girl to follow her to the chairs near the fireplace. The room was mostly dark wood and had a very quiet and cozy atmosphere. The lights were dark and light the fire in the fireplace danced and gave thePlace, a nice feeling and a nice scent of burning wood. They sat together, drinking milk and eating cookies and looking at pictures of the past into the present and talk about the now and the future ... After a while, the girl felt so much better and realized that when she looked into the dark night she was no longer afraid. She would be cautious, and curious, without undue anxiety. Your imagination could help her, rather than relying on their way.
You could imagineOptions other than the fear of the unknown. She would trust their instincts instead of listening more to small minds, that nothing and no one else to fear. They always had the feeling that a little bit differently and treated in this way was. Now she has found that being different was not so bad, and that regardless of where they deserve to be treated with respect and that they belonged. The more she felt that she belonged to the people they treated better, because they are treated better. The world canlike a mirror, and like ourselves the way most people treat us. She realized that it all starts with yourself ...
** It was dark and the boy trotted a little faster and got the items on his shopping list and sought to treat themselves with the left one additional change. When he returned home he noticed that the difference had to do between a house and a house to live with all the people in it. He was just a boy and could not change or alter the human world, but he couldStart with changing him. He set out to make a promise to himself to feel welcome, whether someone was present, or whether he was alone. He noted, as were the homes of his friends and he took the same feeling of security, warmth, belonging and acceptance, and worked on feeling that way wherever he went. When he returned to his house it was a little more like home. He noted that he has some control about how he felt. And at home can be a good feeling.
