by REBECCA COOLEY
I’d like to tell you a story…
Once upon a time in a not so distant land, there was a small child who lived in such a way that he lit up every place he ever went with his joy. He was known by the villagers as Sol-son, nicknamed for the sunshine that he brought to everyone he interacted with. Sol-son had many adventures, loved life so thoroughly and had a laugh that was as undeniably beautiful as it was authentic. His eyes blazed black and could see right through a person as if to truly know them. This wasn’t frightening but rather a comfort to all who knew Sol-son. He seemed to have a vigor unmatched by the other villagers. He was enchanting and magnetic and cared deeply for all the villagers. He knew how to love, truly love and he would do anything for his people.
Although everyone in the village knew and adored him, there was a neighboring village who had heard of this enchanting boy with the smile of sunshine and bountiful love, and who also wanted to know him. They decided to send Sol-sun an invitation to come to visit their village. Being trusting and full of love, Sol-son went. What Sol-sun did not know was that the people of the neighboring village wished to capture Sol-son’s vitality and use it for themselves for their own purposes, to their own ends. The people of the neighboring village were cunning and did not want their intentions known so they made a gradual and sinister plan to steal Sol-son’s soul one visit at a time. So each visit Sol-son was given a lie. Each visit Sol-son was given a gift of poison hidden in berries. And each visit, Sol-son’s light dimmed a little.
Over time, the villagers from Sol-son’s home did not recognize him. He was no longer full of light and vigor. No longer the boy they knew. He was sad and they could no longer see the life in his eyes, they had turned grey and cold. His smile frozen over and what was left was a listless boy. Sol-son was somewhere but he was no longer visible. The villagers missed their Sol-son very much and began to ask questions. There began to grow within them a fire. They were not going to stand by and watch as their beloved Sol-son slipped away forever. Something had to be done. Their fire and love for Sol-son fueled their inquiry, and their mission to recover him.
One of the villagers shared a tale with the loving villagers that the neighboring villagers, known for their greed and thirst for power, had discovered an elixir for joy. And a village once darkened with shadow had a sun shining, not down from the heavens but from within it's center at the village square. The curious tale piqued the interest of the loving villagers and they thought perhaps the sunlight in the story had something to do with their Sol-son’s light. As the villagers entered the square, they noticed a peculiar light shining like a holographic image that seemed to take on the shape of their Sol-son. There within a glass box, Sol-son’s soul had been taken prisoner and was shining brightly and fiercely. It was undeniable, the loving villagers began to understand that the greed and thirst for power led the neighboring village to capture Sol-son’s vitality and light and vigor for their own purpose. But how? They asked. How could this have happened?
The wise woman of the loving village shed light on the situation. With each lie, with each gift of poison hidden in the berries that Sol-son ingested, Sol-son began to believe. Believe the lie that he wasn’t much. Believe the lie that there was no reason to laugh. Believe the lie that there was no point. Believe the lie that he should be scared. Believe the lie that no one loved him. Believe the lie that he was awful and stupid. Believe the lie that he could not trust his own self, his intuition. Believe the lie that he was small and powerless. Believe the lie that he made no difference. Believe the lie that no one wanted to hear his voice. Believe the lie that no one wanted to see him shine.
And with each and every lie he believed, the wise woman explained, Sol-son’s spirit slipped out of him and into the malevolent control of those who fed him the lies, those who wished to capture his soul, and into the strange transparent square container placed strategically in the middle of the square for the greedy villagers to feed from.
But, said the wise woman, with a hopeful grin, all is not lost and their beloved Sol-son can be restored to his sunny loving self. How? the loving villagers asked.
“There is nothing more powerful than truth and love” shouted the wise woman at the height of her voice that seemed to shake the village square to it’s core. As she spoke these words she simultaneously thrust her staff into the ground and sent a crack right through the village square’s cobblestones and into the glass apparatus which housed Sol-son’s spirit.
“Go!” she shouted again, “Go and whisper all the truth and love you have for Sol-son. Let him know he is not alone. Remind him of his truth! Remind him that he is loved. Remind him that he matters to you. Remind him that there is a reason to laugh. Remind him that there is a point to his life and his sunshine. Remind him that he is safe. Remind him that he is wonderful. Remind him that he can trust himself. Remind him that he is awesome and his love is powerful. Remind him that he makes a difference in his life and his community. Remind him that his voice matters and that you love to hear him speak. Remind him that his sunshine is a gift.”
With this, all of the loving villagers rushed to the glass apparatus and whispered and shouted and yelled and sung their words of love and truth and rememberings to Sol-son’s spirit.
Then… Sol-son’s spirit began to get bigger and brighter so much so that everyone, every single person present, had to turn away, and in a loud and crashing burst his spirit was freed from the glass prison. The shards of glass turned to flowers of blessings as they flew toward the loving villagers
and the shards stayed shards as their pierced the greedy villagers deep in their souls so that they would walk with sunlight in their steps for the rest of their days and know truly what love is and losing their desire to spread lies, permanently softening their hearts in truth.
Back in the village, a young boy named Sol-son lifted wearily from his bed as if from a deep sleep and smiled a smile so radiant that the sun itself felt it’s warmth.
From the Allegory of the Boy named Sol, we learn how to live free. How can we bring this into everyday practice?
Three Steps to Living Free
1. Identify the lies
Each of us at one time or another has believed the lies. Whether these lies originated from others or are self-limiting lies that we tell ourselves, to live free we must identify the lies. Living free is noticing, being aware of, identifying and unveiling the shallow and deep lies, beliefs, conditioning, and programming we are attached to. With this light of awareness on the lies we believe, we can take a substantial toward living a different way and breaking free of limiting beliefs and behaviors.
2. Remember the truth
Step back into the truth. Remember who you are. Your true nature. Remember how you were as a small child before any lies were ever dispensed. Remember what it was like to laugh and smile with abandon. Remember your curiosity and your audacity. Remember how the world seemed to your beginner's mind. Remember the truth of your heart and how you cared. Remember peace and joy and love. Remember the story of Sol-son as the loving villagers sung truth and love to him "Let him know he is not alone. Remind him of his truth! Remind him that he is loved. Remind him that he matters to you. Remind him that there is a reason to laugh. Remind him that there is a point to his life and his sunshine. Remind him that he is safe. Remind him that he is wonderful. Remind him that he can trust himself. Remind him that he is awesome and his love is powerful. Remind him that he makes a difference in his life and his community. Remind him that his voice matters and that you loved to hear him speak. Remind him that his sunshine is a gift.”
3. Shine radiantly
Live out loud. Live with abandon. Do the things you want to do. Say the things you want to say. Connect, love, speak. Remind the world of who you are. Return to your smile. This precious life, your life, deserves nothing less than everything. Give it everything! Live. Live. And shine so bright your warmth radiates through everything you do.
Today, tomorrow. Start now. This is the time. This is the hour.
It is possible.
And it is my wish for you.
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About Rebecca Cooley
Rebecca Cooley is a Master Coach and Mindfulness Instructor who is dedicated to helping people break free from mindset blocks, conditioned beliefs, and self-judgment. Rebecca has been through every single challenge she writes and teaches about and has committed herself to sharing what she has learned and is learning. She has created a number of on-demand Master Courses and offers Private Coaching on Stress-reduction and Mindfulness, Public Speaking, Interpersonal Communication, Interview Preparation, and Career Exploration to assist her partners with reaching their goals. She is dedicated to helping her partners increase their joy, peace, purpose, freedom, compassion, and connection. [Read more]