The first model of a boat didn’t quite meet my expectations. But I didn’t give up. With each new piece, I persevered and gradually perfected it.
Yet the tiny boats looked weird on the wooden table as if they had been sent to a workshop for repairs.
My Mom quietly spread silver foil on the table to reflect the painting on the wall.
Though not genuine, the scene was beautiful, and creating it brought me immense joy and pleasure.
Years later, I recall this experience during my visualisation sessions. It’s a powerful reminder that we can recreate our own reality by reflecting on the beauty around us.

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Oh, that’s lovely – I’m smiling about the little boat under the silver foil.
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Good to see you smiling 😊
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Oh I love this story Reena. A mother’s love making something real for her child so that they can realize their dreams. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you, Sadje!
I just came across a quote saying that the greatest gift for a storyteller is to look into the silence and the unknown, not the familiar.
Not relevant to this, just sharing…
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That’s a powerful reminder indeed. A beautiful take!
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Thank you, Shweta!
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You’re welcome 🤗
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What a lovely thought. As a storyteller I love to create my on realities.
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Glad it resonated with you. Thank you, Mason!
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Lovely post, and it helps to move away from reality.
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Thank you, Diana!
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