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Tallulah Arrives in Time
“Hello! My name is Tallulah!”
“Hello! My name is Tallulah!”
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“Hello, Tallulah. I hope you are having a beautiful walk.”
“Thank you! I am enjoying it very much. Aren’t these flowers lovely?”
He sighed deeply, with a twinge of sorrow. “Yes, they are.”
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“Lovely and passionate and full of joy and possibilities,” Tallulah’s voice twinkled. “But they don’t begin like that, do they? Oh no. Tiny little seeds that grow into great things. Then the fall comes, and the winter. It sort of starts out like a mess and looks dead. And everything is barren and decayed. It takes some time to see life expressed. And the rains come and beat upon them. And the sun comes and beats upon them. And the wind comes and beats upon them. And you think everything is dead. And yet they survive. The key, of course, are the roots. Lots of energy go into the roots and because of that, the roots go deep, and the plants are able to survive even the greatest storms.”
“If only people had such deep roots to survive such great storms.”
She stared at him, long and hard but very kindly, until he became uncomfortable.
“Some people do, “he continued. “But not everyone. And sometimes, even if they do have deep roots, the plants are pulled up by the roots in such a way it destroys the plant. And they die.”
“This is true, “Tallulah agreed. “But isn’t it lovely, that we can take a seed and plant it and perhaps regain something of what was lost? Who knows? Perhaps the new plant would even be more lovely than the first plant. The trick, of course, is to not expect it to be the same plant. Even if you take a seed from the old plant, it won’t be the same plant. It will be a brand-new plant, with brand new life. Brand new flowers. Brand new passion and joy and possibilities. DNA is so extraordinarily complex.” She smiled a very happy smile.
“You have a lovely positive attitude, Tallulah. I like it very much.”
“Thank you.” She looked at him and let out a deep sigh. “I’m not afraid to speak my mind, you know. The air about you is rather bitter smelling. You could use a washing.”
He smiled, “Yes. That’s true.”
“Some plants have thorns; you most assuredly know. The thorns need to be dealt with,” she said. "Even a tiny scratch can become infected. And if even a tiny scratch is ignored, it can be very bad indeed. This portal will take you to a healing place. A lake with magical water. When you are ready, you should go.”
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“I’m trying to get to the mountain.”
“The lake is on the way to the mountain.”
“I don’t mean to be argumentative. But how do you know that?”
Tallulah laughed. “Tell you what, I’ll buy you some lunch at the café on the hill and tell you all about my mystical adventures in the realm of quantum physics. And when your stomach is full, and your head is full, you can be on your way.”
“Thank you! I am enjoying it very much. Aren’t these flowers lovely?”
He sighed deeply, with a twinge of sorrow. “Yes, they are.”
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/53242453212_0583bcdaff_c.jpg
“Lovely and passionate and full of joy and possibilities,” Tallulah’s voice twinkled. “But they don’t begin like that, do they? Oh no. Tiny little seeds that grow into great things. Then the fall comes, and the winter. It sort of starts out like a mess and looks dead. And everything is barren and decayed. It takes some time to see life expressed. And the rains come and beat upon them. And the sun comes and beats upon them. And the wind comes and beats upon them. And you think everything is dead. And yet they survive. The key, of course, are the roots. Lots of energy go into the roots and because of that, the roots go deep, and the plants are able to survive even the greatest storms.”
“If only people had such deep roots to survive such great storms.”
She stared at him, long and hard but very kindly, until he became uncomfortable.
“Some people do, “he continued. “But not everyone. And sometimes, even if they do have deep roots, the plants are pulled up by the roots in such a way it destroys the plant. And they die.”
“This is true, “Tallulah agreed. “But isn’t it lovely, that we can take a seed and plant it and perhaps regain something of what was lost? Who knows? Perhaps the new plant would even be more lovely than the first plant. The trick, of course, is to not expect it to be the same plant. Even if you take a seed from the old plant, it won’t be the same plant. It will be a brand-new plant, with brand new life. Brand new flowers. Brand new passion and joy and possibilities. DNA is so extraordinarily complex.” She smiled a very happy smile.
“You have a lovely positive attitude, Tallulah. I like it very much.”
“Thank you.” She looked at him and let out a deep sigh. “I’m not afraid to speak my mind, you know. The air about you is rather bitter smelling. You could use a washing.”
He smiled, “Yes. That’s true.”
“Some plants have thorns; you most assuredly know. The thorns need to be dealt with,” she said. "Even a tiny scratch can become infected. And if even a tiny scratch is ignored, it can be very bad indeed. This portal will take you to a healing place. A lake with magical water. When you are ready, you should go.”
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/53159996520_0028760bcb_c.jpg
“I’m trying to get to the mountain.”
“The lake is on the way to the mountain.”
“I don’t mean to be argumentative. But how do you know that?”
Tallulah laughed. “Tell you what, I’ll buy you some lunch at the café on the hill and tell you all about my mystical adventures in the realm of quantum physics. And when your stomach is full, and your head is full, you can be on your way.”
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