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The Droplet

by Wenlin Tan

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Water represents the ideal way of being. Water does not resist or struggle against obstacles but instead flows around them. Water is adaptable, able to take on different forms depending on its environment. To be like water means to be flexible, to go with the flow, and to accept what is. Enjoy an original short story, called the Droplet, about a water droplet finding her way home. This comes from the course, The Water Way: Beyond Fear into Flow & Freedom

StorytellingMoral LessonFamilySupernaturalHomesicknessTransformationAcceptanceFlexibilityFlowFreedomFairy TaleFamily DynamicsSupernatural ElementsRewards And Punishments

Transcript

Once upon a time,

In a tiny pond,

There was a droplet.

The droplet was clear,

Made of water from the rain.

The droplet was blue,

Like other droplets the same.

I'm like them too,

Or so she thought.

Buzzing around with other droplets,

They played,

They fought.

She lived like normal droplets do.

But deep in her heart,

There was a nagging doubt,

A sapling waiting to sprout.

Where do I come from?

Why don't I vibrate the same way other droplets do?

Questions for which,

Answers she had no clue.

And so the droplet kept it a secret.

But as the droplet grew,

Of all the droplets she knew,

There was one particularly special.

Along they swayed in the pond,

To the frequency of their special bond,

She thought things would never change.

Until one day,

This droplet said,

Other droplets have all formed puddles and made homes around this pond.

But I can't form a puddle with you.

No longer knowing where she belonged,

The droplet was distraught.

In the rainy thunderstorm against the current,

She fought.

A gust of wind blew past and lifted her up,

Up,

Up,

And away.

Away from the pond she held so dear.

She journeyed down the stream,

Thrown in confusion,

As if in a sweet dream,

Only to wake up and then remember,

It was a nightmare,

Not yet over.

The droplet wept and she became a tear.

The tear journeyed further,

Carried by the winds,

She flew.

The waves engulfed her,

Welcoming her with their song,

Resonance with fervor.

It was then that she knew,

It was the ocean she had been vibrating to,

All along.

She had found home,

At last.

Trust in the ocean,

Ride the wave,

Call,

And the universe will answer.

Meet your Teacher

Wenlin TanTurin, Metropolitan City of Turin, Italy

4.6 (11)

Recent Reviews

Cat

November 23, 2024

Short and powerful story to empower your soul. NAMASTE

Martin

October 20, 2024

Such a beautiful and profound story… The art of letting go and (literally) going with the flow trusting in the winds of guidance. Thank you for this gift Wenlin, see you at the ocean 🌊 πŸ™πŸ»πŸ˜ŠπŸŽΆπŸ’—

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