upon a time in the Land of Knows Hill, there was a Sacred
Lake called the Lake of the Truth of Being. All the magical
qualities of Love lived in the nurturing waters of this very
special lake – Joy, Peace, Kindness, Forgiveness – just
to name a few.
The people would come from far and wide to go touch this
Holy Water and be blessed and energized. It would make them
feel so good inside their hearts. When the Sacred Lake was
Full and Abundant, the Land of Knows Hill was thriving and
Something very strange happened though, the Lake of the
Truth of Being began to dry up. Maybe it was because the
people were coming and taking from the Lake of the Truth
of Being, keeping all the treasures of Love and not sharing
the beautiful gifts received.
the Lake was totally dry – dry as a bone – as
they say. The people would come along expecting to touch
the Lake and be recharged so they could go on their merry
way. When they felt no more nourishment for their Soul,
they began at first to get frightened for they thought
it would always be there for them to touch.
The people started getting cranky and angry with each
other because they were feeling empty inside. They
did not know how to fill themselves up with Love on
At the same time the flowers, the fruit trees, the
crops, vegetables and wheat were beginning to dry up
too. It truly was a sad place in the Land of Knows
|One day a
child named Ashlyn whose heart was still filled with
and Wonder could feel
anger and sadness in the people’s hearts.
Somehow Ashlyn knew from her Pure Heart that if the
people came together and began to carry water from
their homes and walked up the hill along the path to
the Lake of the Truth of Being to pour water into the
Lake, it would be filled once again more with the Magical
Essence of Love.
She imagined in her mind, that
as each person carried their water in their own unique
container and as they
walked up the hill along the path if they could only
recapture a Magical Essence of Love they once felt.
They would have to go deep inside
their hearts to recall some of these special times – a time like
having courage and the feeling of strength it gave
them or of Compassion and how it felt when they truly
could understand and feel another’s troubles.
At first no one
would listen to this child, for what could a child possibly
That did not stop Ashlyn
one bit for she knew this was the right thing to
Each day she would get her favorite
water bucket, for this bucket brought lots of Joy to
She would pull the chair from the
kitchen table, push it over to the kitchen sink, climb
up on the chair, turn on the tap and fill the bucket
Ashylyn carried the bucket up the hill and walked along
the path to the Sacred Lake, she recalled memories of
Joy and Fun at bath time. At bath time she would always
fill her bucket with water and pour it all over her head.
How that would make her laugh.
She would remember all the beautiful
feelings of times gone by of being with family and
friends when all were in the Spirit of Caring and
Times that were now
fading from the Land of Knows Hill.
she approached the dried and parched lake, she
headed right to the centre where there was a rock
that stood upright and was taller and larger than
the other rocks. She knew that this rock was the
Mother Rock. The Rock of Pure Love, that gave birth
to all the Magical Essences of Love.
Ashlyn took her special
container of water and poured the water that was
filled with Joy and Fun all over the Mother Rock
Oh my how that Mother
Rock of Love just soaked up that Child Blessed
Water and sighed
with relief. Then
to Ashlyn’s delight and surprise, the Mother
Rock of Love gave birth to Hope !
you so much, Sweet Little One, for now Hope is born
! Life may come back more abundantly because
you did not get discouraged and listened to the Whisperings
from Your Pure Heart “.
The next day and the day after that and the day after
that one too, Ashlyn pulled the chair from the kitchen
table and pushed it over to the kitchen sink and turned
on the tap and filled her bucket with water.
Each day she walked up the hill and along the path.
She would recall happy times, like when she cleaned
her room and how pleased it made her mother. She would
remember when she played with her babies, nurturing
and cradling them. Also of times going on a great adventure
to the park to slide down the big slide or climb on
the monkey bars or flying up to the sky on the swing.
Now a very curious thing began to happen in what now
could be called Crankyville.
People ever so slowly started to put little smiles
on their faces which felt very strange indeed, for
it had been quite some time since this had happened.
Sometimes bursts of laughter could be heard which was
certainly a shocking sound for the people as they had
forgotten what that sounded like.
Soon people actually
began caring about their families and friends. There
definitely was strange
things happening in the Land of Knows Hill.
One day someone noticed Ashlyn with
her water bucket walking along the path to the Sacred
Lake and asked, “What
are you doing?”
“I am going to
the Mother Rock of Love at the dried up Lake of the
Truth of Being.
Every time I go
there and pour the water over her she is able to birth
another Magical Essence of Love. So far she has birthed
Hope, Joy, Fun, Appreciation, Caring and Adventure
and ever so many more from trips carrying my water
in my Special Water Bucket.”
Then someone said, “I want to
do this too !”
Ashlyn said, “Find your own unique
container to fill with water, one that means a lot
to you. Fill
it up with water and as you walk up the hill along
the path, remember times when you were filled with
Peace, Imagination, Faith or any other quality of Love.
Once you get to the Mother Rock of Love pour the Blessed Water over her
so she may give birth to the Magical Essence you
Soon the message spread
through the Land of Knows Hill and all the neighbouring
villages and towns.
People came from far
and wide to walk up the hill and along the path to
the Lake of the Truth of Being to pour their own
Blessed Water from their own unique container on
the Mother Rock of Love.
Rock of Love was soon all covered up with water.
The Lake of the Truth of Being grew so huge and large
that the ducks, frogs, dogs and all the children
had a place to play once more.
The people had their
Sacred Lake back to touch once more. No longer did
they take their gifts from the Lake of the Truth
of Being and keep them for themselves but shared
them with others. Life was truly abundant once more.
Even after the Lake
of the Truth of Being was brimming forth with water
once more, each day Ashlyn would get up, pull the
chair from the kitchen table, push it over to the
kitchen sink, turn on the tap, fill her water bucket
with water to bring to the Sacred Lake, for she knew
in her Pure Heart that was the right thing to do.