Act 1: The Fledgling
The Life-givers brought forth the fledgling,
And she awoke in the light of the Eastern Sun.
They were beautiful and free, and the fledgling
thought them magical and mysterious.
Loving them, she sought to be like them,
to live in their light, to understand them.
As the fledgling grew, she sought the
approval and acceptance of the Life-givers,
and so they accepted her, and approved of her.
She felt special, but still misunderstood.
The fledgling was soon exposed to the world of
“Others”, and this world confused and seduced
her. She began to seek approval and acceptance
from the Others, but failed again and again.
The fledgling began to believe she would
never gain acceptance, and she sought out
the Life-givers for approval once again…
But she felt their approval was conditional.
So she became the Seeker.
Act 2: The Seeker
The Seeker, still loving the Life-Givers,
struck out on her own. She said to herself
“The Seeker is her own person”, and
“The Seeker lives by her own rules”, but she was alone.
The Seeker struggled within the world of the Others.
She ran to it and from it, again and again.
She sought the approval of everyone she met,
making friends, and losing them.
She did the things the Others thought magical,
and important… like working for money, gaining
material things, and having fun.
And yet, still she was alone.
The Seeker sought understanding in the academic
world, in the halls of learning. She tried to be
the being the Life-Givers intended, but it became
a struggle between her “old life” and the “new”.
She studied, worked, took lovers…still she
sought approval, but it eluded her, again and again.
Being the Seeker, she survived, but inside she cried:
Who was she? What did the world want with her?
And then, she was the Wanderer.
Act 3: The Wanderer
The Wanderer was older now, if not wiser.
She was still seeking acceptance, but she
tried again to get back to her roots, as they
had been laid out by the Life-Givers.
The Life-Givers had been away a long time,
as had she. The world had moved on,
but The Life-Givers were ever in her heart and mind.
So she took her life in a new direction.
The Wanderer met a Man who understood
her wandering heart, if not her questing mind.
She sought his approval, and found it, but
he was a slippery spirit, a creature of habits.
The Wanderer thought him to be magical,
and mysterious. She longed to share her soul
with the Man. He accepted her heart, but her
soul remained unknown to him.
The Wanderer wished to share the life of the Man,
and sought the approval of the Life-Givers,
though they were far away. They found him
acceptable, and the Wanderer was happy.
She had many happy adventures
with the Man, but he was a slippery spirit,
prone to his own whims and ways…Yet,
She did all she had to do to keep him near.
At this time, the one she called Mother
became gravely ill, and the Life-Givers were
changed forever. The Wanderer came to them,
after traveling the world, seeking to comfort.
The Wanderer found only pain, and was afraid.
Her Mother asked for love and understanding, but
the Wanderer was paralyzed with fear.
Her Mother passed from life, and her Father wept.
She then became the Prisoner.
Act 4: the Prisoner
The Prisoner withdrew into the world of Others,
but believed she was free. She was creative,
so she used this to make her way, and for
some time, she lost herself to this world.
The Prisoner was still seeking acceptance, but
she also lived in fear…fear of Death, fear of
being alone, fear of failure, and on and on.
She hid her fear in a cloak of ink, and dramas.
Years went by, and the Prisoner began to
feel trapped (not knowing she was).
She sought to escape her past failures,
and started to make plans for “the future”.
The Prisoner did not know it, but the Man was
planning his escape as well…The Universe
had its’ own plans, however…a little light entered
the world of the Prisoner: She became a Life-Giver.
Still a Prisoner, she embraced the new life
within her, but the Man was afraid.
He withdrew into his own world of dramas…
but the child to come was his, and he accepted.
The Prisoner and the Man grew apart, but the
Little Life, the new fledgling, kept them
tethered. She knew only of this love, this life.
The Little Life was a happy one, but restless.
The Prisoner became the Teacher.
Act 5: the Teacher
The Teacher fashioned her life around
the world of fledglings, hoping to learn
from them, hoping to teach them…
perhaps to be like them, once again.
She loved and doted on the fledgling,
who was happy, but restless.
The child grew into beauty, and was
smart and special, but strong-willed.
The Teacher worked with children
in the halls of learning, which could be
full of dramas. She thought herself above this,
but was swept up anyway, again and again.
The Teacher was alone, other than the child.
When the Man came to their door, lost
and alone himself, they took him in, forgiving,
and called him “family” again.
They lived a quiet existence, often misunderstood
by Others, even those whom they loved.
They withdrew from the world, making their own,
but it was not an easy time, full of changes.
Years went by, The Teacher tried to reconnect
with the father, the family, she had known as
a fledgling…but the world had moved on,
and the gulfs between them all had grown.
The Teacher was satisfied to teach and share
with children, but was still seeking acceptance
in the world, as well as within. Everyday
was a struggle, and she found herself sliding.
She became aware that she need only accept
herself, and in doing so, she could accept others…
She started to see that the struggle to survive,
to seek acceptance, was all she had wrought.
The Teacher knew her folly, but made
excuses, and hid from the things she did not
want to see or hear… even from her Father,
whom she loved, but misunderstood.
And so, she seeks to become The Hermit.
More acts to follow….