When I think about communication and finding the quality that I want to exude, I think of the Goldie Locks story. Not necessarily the traditional Goldie-Locks and the three bears story we all know and love, however to me Goldie-Locks portrays the seeker of knowledge, how she searches for what is just right and how she wants to find her way to communicate.
Goldie-Locks wanders the forest of ‘herself’ until she comes to the house of her inner self. Her curiosity to what is inside draws her to open the door and enter.
Once inside Goldie-Locks finds upon a table three bowls of porridge. She samples the first bowl of porridge and it burns her lips, she samples the second bowl of porridge and it is cold. Reluctantly Goldie-Locks samples the third bowl of porridge and to her surprise it is just right.
The tasting of the three bowls of porridge reflect how Goldie-Locks wants to generate her communication. With tasting the third bowl she becomes aware that she will communicate with a warm and nourishing voice.
Goldie-Locks then peruses the room and sees three chairs. She sits on the first chair and finds it hard and rigid. She sits upon the second chair and sinks deeply as she folds into it. Then sitting upon the third chair she finds it comfortable, supporting and relaxing.
How she feels in the third chair represents her desired body language.
Goldie-Locks sits in the chair for a moment longer and ponders her new discovery of her self.
It wasn’t long before Goldie–Locks espies three beds. Of course it was time to test their qualities.
The first bed by the open window was too large, too hard and too exposed. The second bed under the eave was too soft and too sheltered. In the centre of the room was the third bed. Goldie-Locks wandered toward the bed, easily got upon it and relaxed with its natural covers enveloping her and sides slightly raised gave a feeling of comfortable containment. Goldie-Locks lay in the bed that represented her social boundaries and consciousness of conversational intent.
And time went by.
The three bears came home to see that their porridge has been nibbled at and that one bowl is all gone. Their chairs have been sat in and now there is someone lying in the little bear’s bed.
As they approach the bed Goldie Locks rises and smiles at the two larger bears then turns to the little bear. She looks into his left eye and says.
I entered this house and I did found
Three bowls of porridge up off the ground
I chose the one that was right for me
Now I generate my voice to thee
The warm nurturing bowl, sweet and true
Generates how I speak to you.
I sat on the chairs, and found that one
Supported my self and my new voice I have found.
From there I picked this bed of three
Is where I found you, and you hear me.
I speak to you from my true voice
I had three of three to make my choice
So,
I chose from which cot
To make MY bed
So now I say what I mean
And mean what I said.
With that Goldie Locks and the little bear
Saw the mirror of self
Of self aware
From her belly of knowledge she could generate
The power of truth and intention
From a sleepless state.
Both understood
What she came here for
They embraced for a moment
Then Goldie Locks walked out the door.
By
Jane E Libeau
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