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The Enchanted Forest: A Spiritual Narration
by Oscar Basurto Carbonell

The man was sick, very exhausted and tired; it was difficult for him to breathe, while regretting in his mind the many things that he allowed to happen in his life. His childhood had been difficult, he was very poor and with a bad affective relationship with too cold and distant parents. The deprivation had turned his home into a very tormented place since there was too little for him and he had faced many severe situations. All this made him grow with insecurities and fears. He later followed the path of egoism and ambition that finally took him to live in solitude, away from society.

He was thinking : "I wasted so much Love; my heart is so lonely! I accomplished a lot because of my effort and dedication but now when death is near I realize that I cannot take with me not even a splinter. I look at everything around me and I recognize my story but today I see that my life has not been of glory or fascination but a big disappointment."

Then he remembered that as a child he had always dreamed about living in an enchanted forest, where that child could talk with the whole nature, be the trees, flowers, mountains, creeks, birds, animals . He remembered that fantasy where he would feed himself with sensations, experiences, friendship, sweetness and happiness that would make him overcome the hunger, the cold, the loneliness, the misery. That enchanted forest had helped him overcome the scorn of the others and had helped him dry his tears and forget his needs.

The man fell asleep thinking and thinking. But, oh mystery of the dreams! He found himself once more in the enchanted forest. He saw himself as he was, an old man tired and weary but at the same time, astonished of being again in that enchanted place. All the trees greeted him, as well as the flowers, the birds, the creek. They all seemed to feel great affection and friendship for him. And this man was saying in his sleep: "I can feel that someone still loves me."

And on having said this, he listened to a crying as in the distance of the enchanted forest, the crying of a child, but his crying and his voice he did not recognize, he then accelerated his step while thinking.

"Nobody will cry, nobody will suffer here; this is the enchanted forest where love and friendship live."

He decided to go and look for that child, for that voice that was crying and wailing. He walked and walked passing by a river, a mountain and more rivers and more mountains. He had never been in this part of the forest and it was dark and very different from everything else. But on having listened to the voice that was weeping, he did not stop but hurried even more. He then saw a child who was living in a house or rather something that looked like a house. The man came near a broken window and saw the child who was crying. He realized that the child was crying because of hunger, cold and loneliness.

And he thought: "I have lived through all this, I know all this and will not allow it to happen to you. I am old, tired, have accumulated something and will give it to you so you do not have any needs."

He then, went into the house and something very strange happened. He felt that he knew this child, that he truly loved him and that he had to care for him and rescue him. The child was crying and the man took him in his arms and said: "I may have some days left and I will take care of you in the meantime."

At that time the darkness started to fall down bringing cold, wind, hail, lightning, thunder and a cold rain. The house was very damaged and seemed that was falling apart. The old man who was very tired, at this point, said to the child: "Do not worry, do not cry, I am going to rescue you." He covered the child with an old cloak and wrapped him up to his breast. The elements outside were rattling and the house was trembling. He looked at the child whose eyes were full of fear and then the house began to collapsed. And he said: "What can I do?" If I leave him here, he will die. I must rescue him. I must get him out of here." But at the precise moment that they could get out, the house collapsed. He found that there was a lot of rain and noise outside and he said: "I cannot leave the child here. I will take him, I will care for him and will bring him back tomorrow, early in the morning, when everything is in calm, so his parents do not worry.

He started going out of the place, as best as he could and with a lot of effort, managed to enter another area of the forest where there was a wonderful sun, with birds singing and a sweet aroma in the air. But he was feeling too tired since he had walked for a long time and now he was feeling exhausted, losing his strength and worried about the child: "If I leave this child, he will be alone and abandoned." He also remembered his lonely past and looking at the child said: "Do not worry, do not be afraid."

He was feeling tenderness, affection and compassion for the child. But he also realized that he had used all his strength and was feeling tired, so tired that he sat on the ground and thought: "I am getting weaker but I must do something.

He got his best clothes, covered the child and joining some stones, wrote as best as he could: "The one who finds this child must give him all his affection and tenderness because there is no greater sweetness than a child. He is tender, delicate as Divine Love. Take good care of him."

After writing the message, he felt that he was dying, he looked at the child and passed out. When he woke up again, he was in his room and realized that it had been a wonderful and strange dream. But, he had in his hands the smell of the fields and the aroma of the flowers. He had somehow, returned to his enchanted forest and he had met his own inner child.

He now had nostalgia as well as an strange peace but his breathing was agitated. He heard some steps and when he turned his head, he saw an angel of light and understood that this was the angel of death, who had come for him. The angel approached him and he felt that his life was going away and that he was diluting.

Then, the man said to the angel: "Angel of light, angel of death. I wish I could have had one more day to give a little tenderness and affection to that child. I know that it was a dream, an illusion, but in my dream and illusion, that child was crying and I rescued him. He was hungry and cold and I took care of him. I would have liked to give him so much! but you come today to take me away. What else can I do.

And the angel of death, the angel of light, the angel of eternity said: "We have seen your suffering and have seen the compassion arising from that suffering. You, certainly, are that child, the child who experienced grief and whom nobody ever accompany. You are that child, who was also asking for your own love. We have seen and have heard your suffering and as you, we have heard the crying of a child in the enchanted forest. We saw your effort and care, and felt very moved.

Today is your time of death. Today is your time to leave. But we have seen your pain, we have seen your love and that is the reason that I will not take you, I will give you one more life. Close your eyes and return to sleep that the love and compassion will heal your wounds and your pain. You rescued the child and because of your mercy and love, you will become a child this time."

The man could not answer because the angel touched his heart. In a few moments, he saw his entire life passed in front of him. And then felt that he was not breathing, that everything turned into darkness. But right after, he felt as if he was swallowing air, he opened his eyes and, oh surprise! He was not the suffering and dying old man, any longer. He was instead, that child. The same child who was born immediately after he started breathing. He felt an embrace and a warmth voice saying: "My beloved little son, you are most precious, what we had looked for. We are going to give you a lot of love."

That man had being born again and he felt loved and cared for.

About the Author: Oscar Basurto Carbonell is a well known international lecturer, Spiritual Teacher and Healer. Poet and author of innumerable writings related to Self Knowledge, Healing, Art for Good Health, Meditation and Spiritual Science, are some of his subjects. He has been painting since his early years. And has a great knowledge on the ancient science of techniques and designs of the Sacred Geometry, on the Ancient Symbols and on Healing Energy. His works are energy and poetry in movement that take us to walk on the spiritual paths and to receive energy of life and healing. His art is essence and substance of life. The artist has received special recognition for his humanitarian work helping charitable and ecological institutions. His exquisite artworks are named Mystic Healing Art and may be appreciated in his main website where thousands of artworks are exhibited in the virtual galleries. http://www.mystichealingart.com

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