You were wild once. Don’t let them tame you. (Isadora Duncan)
The dragonfly carried Suzy Bell high into the starry sky. It looked like black velvet dusted with sparkling, glittering fairy lights. Suzy Bell had never seen anything so beautiful.
All the while that Suzy Bell and the dragonfly flew along, it sang a high sweet song to her. She couldn’t exactly hear the words, but she thought it was the best song she’d ever heard, a song that spoke of good and beautiful things, of dreams fulfilled, and wishes answered, of things she had always known about, she thought, but had forgotten.. As she listened tears came to her eyes, and flew away in the night-wind to become crystal sparks of light.
Suzy Bell, you are better than you know, far more wonderful than you could ever realize. You are the only you that will ever be. Without you, the world would not be complete, things that have needed, and will need to happen in the future, could never be. The Mystery that is Everything would not be complete without you.
Claim who you are, Suzy Bell, who you were planned and created to be for all of eternity. Claim the essence, the Spark that is you, hold it close and never let it go. Never doubt, no matter what challenges and hardships that you may have to face, that you are loved, that you are held, that you are cherished. Know that there is a Love that will not let you go.
You will never “fit in,” Suzy Bell, for in order to fit in, you must let go of who you uniquely are, you would have to forget who you were created to be, worth more than all the stars and suns in the universe. The Song that you have to sing belongs to no one else.
Reach out and claim You, Suzy Bell, and never forget who you are, with all its wonderful peculiarities and wild eccentricities. Your phoophoonikkee is one of your greatest gifts. Hug it tightly to you.
You are YOU, Suzy Bell.
And Suzy Bell reached out.
(The End. Or Maybe The Beginning.)