Long ago, we, as a collective, witnessed one among us grasping a gleaming treasure. The allure of possession led to a proclamation: 'Because I hold this shining object, heed my words.' He weaved a tale about happiness, peace, and safeguarding the newfound prize. The first narrative, a dominion story, advocated ruling over others for joy, but it only bred unhappiness as oppression prevailed. A revolution narrative emerged, yet it merely swapped oppressors. An isolation tale ensued, and judgment thrived in secluded communities. The fusion of domination and isolation birthed a purification experiment, causing more suffering. Accumulating possessions became a futile salve. A victimization story arose, clinging to suffering as identity. Then, a poetic sage arrived, unveiling the story of reconciliation, where love triumphs without detriment to others. In this narrative, humanity yields to the protagonist: love.
May we, in the dance of existence, release the grip on fleeting treasures,
finding benediction in the story of reconciliation,
where love, not possession, guides our shared journey
toward lasting joy and peace.
(adapted from: Gareth Higgins and Brian D. McLaren, The Seventh Story)