Perhaps it has been a while since you read a bed time story. I remember the warmth of those moments. Still today, I indulge in reading out loud short stories to my love by the low light. The way it takes you into a sleepy, fairytale place of imagination and wonder is quite something; and nothing short of clever. I assure you this kind of reading is not reserved only for childhood years.
Tonight, pick up your book and smell the old pages, the old stories as you read the old words. Inhale the moral tales of Hans Christian Anderson, The Brothers Grimm and Aesop. These moral tales have more to share and teach us than we give them time for. Petite snippets of wisdom are expelled and we muse on them. We must take in these little lessons that are often forgotten. It is with them that we may make better decisions, show more kindness, believe in ourselves.
For your luminary musing today, I share with you a favourite. The fables of Aesop are poignant, quick and sweet. I first discovered them in a little store called Alice and Co, sadly disappeared into the aether now. I remember how the little french lady was weaving the magic of Aesop for me through his illustrations of lions and little boys learning lessons that ring true each day I am here on the earth.
A Jay venturing into a yard where Peacocks used to walk, found there a number of feathers which had fallen from the Peacocks when they were moulting. He tied them all to his tail and strutted down towards the Peacocks. When he came near them they soon discovered the cheat, and striding up to him pecked at him and plucked away his borrowed plumes. So the Jay could do no better than go back to the other Jays, who had watched his behaviour from a distance; but they were equally annoyed with him, and told him:
It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds.
A boy was stung by a Nettle. He ran home and told his Mother, saying, “Although it hurts me very much, I only touched it gently.” “That was just why it stung you,” said his Mother. “The next time you touch a Nettle, grasp it boldly, and it will be soft as silk to your hand, and not in the least hurt you.”
Whatever you do, do with all your might
An Ant, going to a river to drink, fell in, and was carried along in the stream. A Dove pitied her condition, and threw into the river a small bough, by means of which the Ant gained the shore. The Ant afterward, seeing a man with a fowling-piece aiming at the Dove, stung him in the foot sharply, and made him miss his aim, and so saved the Dove’s life.
Little friends may prove great friends.
A LION was awakened from sleep by a Mouse running over his face. Rising up angrily, he caught him and was about to kill him, when the Mouse piteously entreated, saying: “If you would only spare my life, I would be sure to repay your kindness.” The Lion laughed and let him go. It happened shortly after this that the Lion was caught by some hunters, who bound him by strong ropes to the ground. The Mouse, recognizing his roar, came and gnawed the rope with his teeth and set him free, exclaiming: “You ridiculed the idea of my ever being able to help you, expecting to receive from me any repayment of your favor; now you know that it is possible for even a Mouse to con benefits on a Lion.”
No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted