Hi folks

Here's a lovely story from a book called The Parables of Kryon; the author's note says that it's for children, so that's all of us!
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The forest was bustling with life, and underneath the low foliage canopy of the ground cover, the big, fuzzy caterpillar was speaking to his group of caterpillar followers. Not much had changed in the caterpillar community. The big, fuzzy caterpillar's job was to watch over the group so that all the old ways were kept and respected. After all, they were sacred.

Word has it, said the big, fuzzy caterpillar between bites of his ever-present leaf meal, that there is a spirit of the forest who is offering caterpillars everywhere some big new deal. Much, munch. I have decided to meet with this spirit and advise you on what we are supposed to do.

Where will you find the spirit? asked one of the followers.

It will come to me, said the big fuzzy one. After all, can't go too far, you know. No food beyond the grove. Can't be without food. Munch, munch.

So when the big caterpillar was alone, he called out loud for the spirit of the forest, and before too long, the great, quiet spirit came to him. The forest spirit was beautiful, but much was hidden since the caterpillar wasn't known to leave his cozy leaf bed.

I can't see your face very well, said the big caterpillar.

Come a bit higher. said the spirit of the forest in a kind voice. I am here for you to see. But the caterpillar remained where he was. After all, it was his house, and the spirit of the forest was there by invitation.

No thanks, said the big, fuzzy one. Too much trouble right now. Tell me, what's all this I hear about some big miracle that's only available to caterpillars - not ants or centipedes - just caterpillars?

It's true, said the spirit of the forest. You have earned a gift that is amazing. And if you decide you want it, I will tell you how.

How did we earn it? asked the big, fuzzy one, busy with his third leaf since the conversation started. I don't remember signing up for anything.

You earned it through your wonderful lifetime efforts to keep the forest sacred, said the spirit.

You bet! exclaimed the caterpillar. I do that every day, every day. I'm the leader of the group you know. That's why you're talking to me instead of just any caterpillar. Upon hearing this comment, the forest spirit smiled at the caterpillar, although the caterpillar couldn't see it since he had decided not to get off his leaf. I've been keeping the forest sacred now for a long time, said the caterpillar. What do I get?

It's an amazing gift, replied the forest spirit. You are now able, through your own efforts, to change into a beautiful winged creature and fly! Your colours will be amazing, and your mobility will startle all who see you. You can go anywhere you wish in the forest by flying above it. You will be able to find food everywhere and meet new, beautiful, winged creatures as well. All this you may do immediately, if you wish.

Caterpilars that fly! mused the fuzzy one. That's unbelievable! If this is true, then show me some of these flying caterpillars. I want to see them.

It's easy, replied the spirit. Just travel to a high place and look around you. They are everywhere, flitting from branch to branch to branch, having a wonderful, abundant life in the sun.

Sun! excliamed the caterpillar. If you really are the forest spirit, you know that sun is hot for us caterpillars - bakes us, it does - isn't good for our hair, you know ... have to stay in the dark - nothing worse than a caterpillar with bad hair.

When you change into the winged creature, the sun enhances your beauty, said the spirit kindly and patiently. The old methods of your existence
will change dramatically, and you will leave the old caterpillar ways on the floor of the forest while you soar into the new ways of the winged ones.

The caterpillar was silent for a moment. You want me to leave my comfortable bed here and travel to a high place in the sun to see proof?

If you need proof, that's what you have to do, replied the patient spirit.

No, said the caterpillar, can't do that - have to eat, you know. Can't go to strange high places in the sun to gawk when there's work here. Too
dangerous! Anyway, if you were the forest spirit, you would know that caterpillar eyes point down, not up. The great Earth spirit gave us good eyes that point down so we can find food - any caterpillar knows that. What you ask isn't very caterpillar-like, said the increasingly suspicious fuzzy one. Looking up isn't something we do much of. The caterpillar was silent for a moment. So how do we accomplish this flying thing?

The spirit of the forest then explained the process of metamorphosis. He explained how the caterpillar had to commit to the change, since it could not be reversed after it had started. He explained how the caterpillar used his own biology while in the cocoon to change into a winged creature. He explained how the change would require a sacrifice, a time of quiet darkness while in the cocoon until all was ready for the graduation into a beautiful,
multicoloured flying creature. The caterpillar listened quietly, not interrupting except for the munching noises.

Let me get this straight, the caterpillar finally said irreverently. You want us all to lie down and give intent for some biological thing that we have never heard of to take us over. Then we are to let this new biological thing encase us totally in the dark for months?

Yes, replied the spirit of the forest, knowing only too well where the conversation was going next. And you, as the great forest spirit, won't do this for us? We have to do it ourselves? I thought we earned it!

You earned it, said the spirit quietly. And you also earned the power to change yourselves in the new forest energy. Even as you sit on your leaf,
your own body is equipped to do it all.

What happened to the days when food fell from heaven, waters parted, and the walls of cities fell down - stuff like that? I'm not stupid, you know, I may be big and fuzzy, but I've been around awhile. The spirit of the Earth always does the big work, and all we do is follow instructions.

Anyway, if we all did what you asked, we would starve! Any caterpillar knows that you have to eat all the time ... munch, munch .... to stay alive. Your big new deal sounds pretty suspicious to me.

The caterpillar thought for a moment and said, Dismissed! to the forest spirit, as he turned around to find where the next bite was coming from. The forest spirit quietly departed as asked, as he heard the caterpillar mumbling to himself. Caterpillars that fly! My left feet! Munch, munch.

The next day, the caterpillar issued a proclamation and gathered his followers together for the conference. All was still as the crowd listened intnently to find out what the big, fuzzy one had to say about their future.

The spirit of the forest is evil! proclaimed the caterpillar to his followers. He wants to trick us into a very dark place where we will surely die. He wants us to believe that our own bodies will somehow turn us into flying caterpillars - all we have to do is stop eating for a few months! Great laughter ensued at this remark.

Common sense and history will show you how the great Earth spirit has always worked, continued the caterpillar. No good spirit will ever take you to a dark place! No good spirit will ask you to do something so Godlike by yourself! These are all tricks of the great evil forest spirit. The caterpillar swelled up in self importance, ready for the next comment. I have met with the evil one and recognised him! The other caterpillars went wild with approval at this remark, and they carried the big, fuzzy one on their smaller backs in circles, while they gave him praise for saving them from certain death.

We leave this festival of caterpillars and gently move up through the forest. As the commotion below begins to fade from our ears, we pass through the canopy of leaves that shields the bottom of the forest from sunlight. We gently move up through the darkness of the leaves into the area reserved for those who can fly. Even as the din of celebrating caterpillars is gradually lost to our ears, we experience the grandness of the winged ones. Flitting from tree to tree in the bright sunglight are multitudes of floriously coloured free-flying caterpillars called butterflies, each one decked in the splendor of rainbow colors, some that were even former friends of the big, fuzzy, dark one below - each one transformed by the great gift from the spirit of the forest.
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Author's postscript - well a few bits!

This speaks of our current Earth changes, something that is real, but which seems to be fearful or illogical when analyzed by our intellect. How many of us reject something new because what we have is good enough! How many
times do we reject something through feeling unworthy or that we may be being tricked - a staple pattern of old earth energy. The caterpillar was asked to do something. We have always been given proof. Now it is time for us to have faith and believe in our inner world.
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Kryon is a gentle, loving entity who is currently on the earth to help us move into the high energy of what we call our new age. Kryon's words have changed lives and brought love and light into some of the darkest places of our inner being. Translated in live session by Lee Carroll, the author of the KRYON book series, the inspired words of Kryon have changed lives and brought love and light into some of the darkest places of our inner being. So I guess the author must be Lee Carroll!
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Lots of love

Carolyn Bielby



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