Hello,
My name is Levi Cosmo and today I want to share with you a story that I wrote today that was inspired by my Niimama,
My mother and spirit.
And this story is a very cute,
Very warm and fuzzy story that has spiritual undertones about transforming from loss and despair into hope and joy and freedom.
And it's a really cute story,
It has a lot of good spiritual reminders in it and it's just really warm and fuzzy and I love that I wrote it and I've never written a story like this before.
And so this was really cool to be able to do and to do this with my mom and spirit,
With spirit and with my inner child as well.
It was a really cool experience and I'm really grateful that this download came to me to do this.
I will mention that Igor in this story is actually my actual dragon guide.
This is one of my actual guides in the spiritual realm.
So I did incorporate him into this as well.
So Igor is a,
You know,
A real character,
So to speak,
In this story.
He is my actual dragon spirit guide and so I just love that.
And so if you want to get yourself comfortable as you see fit,
Feel free to pause for a moment,
Get comfortable and then come back.
Okay,
So the story is titled Igoron finds his Igor self and the tagline is engaging my inner warrior.
And so I'll give you a brief description on what Igoron and Igor look like just so you have an idea throughout the story so you can picture them a little better.
So let me just find.
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There it is.
Okay,
So Igoron,
The inner warrior,
Is green.
It's a mint green.
He's stocky.
He's a giant and his gut sticks out quite a bit and he has blue and very kind eyes to him.
And Igor is mostly green.
He is a dragon and he has red spikes and he has a few gold scales and his eyes change color from gold to silver and back again.
And he has a very long tail.
So that's the description of Igoron and his dragon Igor.
That's also what my dragon looks like too,
By the way.
Okay,
So here's the story.
Igoron was in the forest,
Picking flowers on a sunny yet cool day.
As he picked flowers,
He hummed tunes that made him feel happy and alive.
His face grew more delighted when he saw the faces in the trees appear.
They appeared smiling.
The trees started to dance and hum.
The wildlife started dancing and humming too.
The forest came alive.
This made Igoron feel special and warm inside.
His heart was filled with gratitude.
Igoron had interesting conversations with the wildlife and the trees in the forest.
He learned some trees there were one and a half million years old.
Igoron wanted to keep learning more,
But the clouds started rolling in.
It was getting dark and the thunder was rumbling and it started to rain.
Igoron planned to come back the next day to finish the conversation he was very much enjoying.
So Igoron went home and on his walk home to his mushroom built house,
Which he built himself.
He even built his own cauldron,
His own windows made out of bamboo,
And made all of his spell jars himself.
Every bit of his house was his creation.
The rumbling thunder rolled in quicker and deeper and louder.
Rain started to pour and lightning started to strike at last.
Igoron was 10 steps away from home and now as he was approaching,
He took a sigh of relief.
He pulled out a flower to lay down as an offering.
Lightning struck his house.
Igoron ducked down for safety,
Covering his eyes,
Shivering.
The lightning had stopped eventually and when it did,
He stood up.
He uncovered his eyes and he saw that the lightning had torn down his entire house.
Distraught,
Fearful,
And shocked,
Igoron stood there,
Jaw dropped wide open,
Trying to take in what had just happened.
When he suddenly heard,
It's time to go,
Leave now,
In a rugged,
Deep voice.
Looking all around,
Frantically and confused,
Igoron tried to find where this voice came from.
He searched everywhere,
But he couldn't find it.
Oh well,
Must be my mind playing tricks on me.
I should get back to the forest and see what I can find for food and supplies and for shelter,
He said.
As Igoron approached the forest,
He noticed it felt different.
It felt empty,
Almost too big.
There was no inspiration left,
No desire for humming or dancing or storytelling.
He had no hunger for learning or taking part in any conversation.
It now felt like it was just an empty space where the trees no longer had faces and the wildlife no longer had smiles.
Igoron started gathering supplies for food and building materials for his new home and more spell jars.
He even started to build a new cauldron.
When he finished,
He sat on the ground,
Soaking wet in the forest,
And started to cry.
I don't have a home now.
Everything I had is gone.
Why build a new home when this could happen again?
This is pointless.
I've lost my spark,
My joy,
My creativity,
Most of all my home,
Said Igoron.
You haven't lost any of these things,
And your home is always with you.
It lives inside of you,
Said the rugged,
Deep voice.
Igoron still couldn't find where this voice was coming from.
He looked all over again.
Don't worry,
My friend.
I'm always here.
Close your eyes,
Take a deep breath,
And just sit still.
Be calm,
Be silent,
And feel the stillness around you,
Said the voice again.
Igoron followed the guidance without really knowing why,
And suddenly,
With his eyes still closed,
He sees a dragon,
And he feels intuitively that this is the dragon that has been speaking to him.
As he opens his eyes,
He's amazed.
You're a dragon,
He said.
Very good,
My friend,
Said the rugged,
Deep voice.
Igoron was shocked.
The dragon matched what he saw in his mind's eye.
Hi,
Igoron.
My name is Igor.
I'm your personal guide,
But you can call me your friend,
Said Igor.
Igoron was amazed.
There was no words.
A smile came upon his face.
His body posture straightened up a little bit.
So what did you mean when you said,
I haven't lost my home or any of those things?
It makes no sense,
Asked Igoron.
Well,
Igoron,
Home is not a physical place.
Home is a state of being.
Home is feeling like you belong to yourself.
Home is love,
Connection,
Joy,
Freedom,
And peace.
Home is created within.
Everything else you thought you lost is just temporarily out of balance.
Once you are able to understand this and pay attention to your heart and your intuition,
These things will come back to you,
And you will begin to heal.
Thinking about things in a different way can also help open these things back up,
Said Igor.
Oh,
I never thought about it that way.
I'll try my best,
But will you help me,
Asked Igoron.
Always,
Said Igor.
The two started working together on healing Igoron's wounds,
Allowing emotions to arise and to be processed.
Learning how to shift perspectives and how to ask for help and allow it,
And how to deepen Igoron's intuition and trust.
Trust within,
Trust for the universe,
Trust in Igor,
And trust in his path.
After deep guidance and ongoing practice,
Igoron finally felt lighter.
One day when Igoron was back in the forest,
The trees showed their smiling faces again.
They started humming and dancing.
The wildlife circled around him,
Humming and dancing and smiling.
And then Igoron started to hum again.
It had been a while since he did.
Igoron noticed something he hadn't before,
The smiling trees humming for Igoron,
The wildlife humming and circling around him,
His new friend and guide Igor.
This is home.
This is everything I need.
He knew the trees that day acted out of love and support,
As did the wildlife and as did Igor.
He had noticed that,
He had noticed that between all of these things,
From this deep connection,
He had shelter,
Food,
Water,
Companionship,
Shade,
Music,
Harmony,
Guidance,
Direction,
Support,
Protection,
Joy,
Love,
Peace,
Creativity,
Intuition,
And spark.
Most of all,
He also saw that he's always had these things inside him.
They were never outside of him.
He always had these things within him.
And it took this newfound family,
This newfound connection to be able to see that.
He saw it all clearly now,
And he had the biggest smile on his face.
This is my family,
He said.
Suddenly the clouds started to roll in.
Thunder rumbled,
Rain poured,
Lightning struck.
His family observed,
Quietly and present,
Waiting to see how he'd respond.
The lightning is beautiful.
It's so electric.
And the lightning bolts remind me of veins.
I trust that I am safe.
I have everything within me.
It'll always be there for me.
I know I am okay,
And I am surrounded by support and love.
Thank you,
Igor.
Thank you,
Family.
I love you very much,
Said Igor.
We love you too,
Said Igor.
The warrior lives on.
And that is the end of the story.
So I found that super cute,
Super touching,
Super comforting,
And just a beautiful story.
And I am so grateful that my Niimamaa and spirit gave me this intuitive download to write this story.
And I'm grateful for my dragon guide,
Igor,
Which is actually my dragon guide's name,
Igor.
I'm very grateful for Igor stepping through and helping me write this story as well.
And I hope you enjoyed it.
I hope this sparked something in you or gave you some sort of inspiration or reminder,
Perhaps a little nudge in a different direction,
Whatever the case is for you.
I just hope that you enjoyed it and it gave you some peace of mind.
And yeah,
I really appreciate you listening and for,
Again,
Showing up for yourself today.
And yeah,
With much love and much gratitude,
I will see you next time.
Miigwetch and have a blessed day.
Bye for now.
