Once upon a time, a poor-lad with a clear heart set out to see the world. He was determined to go as far as he could until he found the fairy-tale bluebird of happiness. As he walked along the road, he saw a white dove with broken wings. -  Please help me! - the bird called to him. -  I can't fly and if they find me here, I'll be eaten by wild animals. - Without a moment's hesitation, the lad took the broken-winged pigeon, fixed its wing, fed it, watered it and cured it until it learned to fly again. The bird was very grateful. -  Ask anything of me, and I will grant it. - What could I ask, my little dove? I have a greater problem than you can help. -  Ask me, and you will not regret it. - said the bird, for it was a magical bird sent to help the poor-lad. -  You know, I'm looking for the bluebird of happiness, you've been many places, what advice do you have, where to go, where to find it? - Well, poor-lad, you've got a big axe to grind, but since you've helped me, I'll help you. There is a Bronze Forest seven years' walk from here, and in the Bronze Forest lives a bronze unicorn, if you can find, ask it.

The poor-lad was walking and walking and after seven years he reached the Bronze Forest. He went through the whole Bronze Forest for seven years but he did not meet a single creature. Finally, he sat down under a tree and wondered how he was going to find the bronze unicorn. As soon as he sat down under the tree, the tree uttered. -  I know what you're doing here. Put your arms around me, and when you hear my real voice, you can go on your way. - The lad hugged the tree, and to his surprise, a bronze bell rang in his heart. At the sound of the bell, the bronze unicorn appeared and said: - Come, sit on my back, I will take you to the Silver Forest, where you will meet someone and ask her. - The lad sat on the unicorn's back, and as the unicorn had wings, it flew off with him into the Silver Forest and set him down.

The lad had been wandering in the Silver Forest for seven years and had met no one. When he was walking through the forest for the third time, an old witch appeared to him. - I knooow what youuu are doooing heeere! - she cried in a hoarse voice - But until you kiss me, I will not tell you where to find the bluebird! -  The lad was cogitating having to kiss this old crone, but as he hadn't met anyone in seven years he surrendered, he wasn't going to die from a kiss. -  Come on, old crone - the lad put his arms around her and planted a kiss on her cheek. And the witch turned into a fairy. - Thank you for saving me from a spell. Now nobody can stand in our way, if you will, nothing separates us. - smiled the maiden temptingly. -  Not so, my fairy. I'm looking for the bluebird of happiness. - replied the lad. - Very well. Look deep into my eyes and all you desire will be yours. -  The lad looked deep into the fairy girl's eyes, and saw in them everything a man could wish for, except the bluebird. -  I do not see in your eyes what I seek, let me pass. -  Then the fairy gave the lad a golden wand. - Strike me with this wand and you will be taken to the Golden Forest. The one, who you seek, lives there but the rest is your duty. - The lad obeyed, the fairy disappeared and he found himself in the Golden Forest. As he was walking through the forest, he heard a flute. He started in the direction of the sound and from behind a tree the Supreme Personality of Godhead emerged. As He played the flute, bluebirds gathered around him. The poor-lad fell down on the ground before Him, tears of transcendental bliss welled up in his eyes and his whole body began to tremble.  - Lord! Please, accept me into your service! - May it be as you wish. Enter into my eternal dwelling. - said God, and it was so.
 

We listened for a long time, without thinking, immersed in each other and in the love of the Supreme Person...

- Tales have a profound educative effect and spiritual symbolism, which fulfils the personality. Of course, people's stories are not like yours, which is enough for enlightenment - I noticed with smiling.

- Enough for those who understand. - looked Giri at me with penetrating eyes.

- Olé! Are you testing me? - I giggled - All right! The white dove is the symbol of the Holy Spirit. A broken wing is a symbol that people need to restore their relationship with the Holy Spirit. The tinkling sound in the Bronze Forest is one of the sounds of the heart chakra Anahata, which is heard when the heart is cleansed of all positive and negative emotions. Then the unicorn becomes visible, a symbol of beauty and purity, the power animal of the heart chakra. The Silver Forest points to the importance of experiencing cosmic tolerance, which means acceptance of all that exists and all that happens. When this is achieved, the silver color appears in the light of the human aura. The witch is the shadow personality that souls in the world of duality project out of themselves to confront. When this is done the shadow personality immediately becomes attractive, but still appears as a tempter to beings and offers the fulfilment of all desires. If one can renounce all this, then intimacy with God will imbue his/her aura with a golden light. This is symbolized by God appearing in the Golden Forest. In this state, the only desire that remains for the being is eternal devotional service, which manifests as the most natural mode of existence and elevates the created being to the Transcendental plane. The three trials (healing of dove: the ability for compassion for suffering beings; becoming one with the tree: the ability for experiencing union with all beings; kissing the witch: the ability for experiencing love for all beings) are the three obstacles that must be removed from the path of Kundalini power. The seven years represent the seven chakras, which have to be passed through 3 times in total. 3x7=21, the sum of the digits of the number 21 is three, symbolizing the realization of the three faces of God...

- That's not what it is taught in people's schools, as you will see. - smiled Giri and reminded me that it was time for me to go and study what people teach their children.

Margaret Rhasoda-Varga
UCCM head-master
(The art of living life I. Journey to the planet Earth, excerpt)