#34 Realization

Joe Came To Help Me, Not Just Lucy!

Some things are not obvious until you are ready for them to be obvious. For example, I have a friend who writes a newsletter about self-love. To me it is obvious she writes it so she can learn how to love herself; but to her it’s not obvious because it is not yet a conscious desire. As she looks around her she only sees the need to love oneself reflected in the mirror of others.

Likewise, writing one’s future can be a conscious act, but the unconscious will always find a way in. My conscious desire was to write a spiritual adventure because I wanted one for myself. And now in the mirror of Renee I also am brought face-to-face with my unconscious longing to have a magical relationship with my own grandchildren.

When my friend writes the self-love stuff, the good news is that her readers benefit as well–and so I hope it is the same with some of you when I write about Renee, who, by the way, in our last excerpt was surprised to find Joe at her front door:

Renee opened the door and before she could say anything, he announced in a voice that was not all wispy this time, “Monty told me you wanted to spend the day with me.”

“A day! Not necessarily today! My grandchildren are here.”

“Perfect! We can all spend it together.”

She didn’t have to give it a second thought. Anything to keep them entertained. It wasn’t “tidy,” as she had wanted her adventures to be a couple of days earlier, but she was fast learning that adventure of any kind was going to be at least a little messy. “Come in,” she invited.

Lucy had corralled the boys into the sun porch. It was a spacious, tall room with a large skylight and plenty of plants. Renee loved her plants, and they bloomed back in appreciation. Rory looked up and his eyes widened. “It’s a clown from the circus!” he shouted happily.

Lucy was determined to make him wrong. “No, Rory,” she told him, “It’s the Raggedy Man. Look at his coat. It’s all tore up.”

“Now that’s one smart little girl,” said Joe just like that. “She knows Raggedy Man!” and in a sing-song voice he recited some lines from James Whitcomb Riley’s classic children’s poem:

The Raggedy Man’s so good an’ kind
He’ll be our “horsey,” an’ “haw” an’ mind…”

The poem was one Renee had read to the children a few times, but she always had to translate the out-of-date language. Joe, however, made it sound perfectly natural: the horse will do anything you want him to, but once he got scared of the rain and ran away. The Raggedy Man is also conversant with giants, griffins and elves as well as the more elusive Squidicum-Squeez and Wunks.The Raggedy Man knows that children are really princes and princesses whose father, the king, has gone away to get more money. In his absence the Raggedy Man helps the children defend themselves against robbers who aim to steal their gold and hold them hostage in a dark cave.

Joe finished off chanting,”Raggedy! Raggedy! Raggedy Man!”

Lucy clapped her hands and shouted, “Yes, that’s it! Oh Grandmama, did you bring him here? All those times you read to me about Raggedy Man, and I never knew he was real!”

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