The Parable of the Little Soul

The first time I heard this parable, I started sobbing.

That is pretty atypical for me.  Most people close to me would describe me as stoic and unflappable. But this… this got to me.

I discovered the name of the author today.  His name is Neale Donald Walsch.  Apparently this is contained in a series of books he wrote called Conversations with God. (I have to remember to get these).  What I have below is a rough transcription of a version I listened too. The voice of the narrator sounds like Louise Hay; but I couldn’t swear to that.


There was once a soul who knew itself to be the light. This was a new soul; and so, anxious for experience.
“I am the Light!”, it said,”I am the Light!”.
Yet, all the knowing of it; and all of the saying of it, could not substitute for the experience of it. And, in the realm from which the soul emerged, there was nothing but the light. Every soul was grand. Every soul was magnificent. And every soul shown with the brilliance of God’s awesome light.
And so, the little soul in question was as a candle in the Sun. In the midst of the grandest light, of which it was part, it could not see itself, nor experience itself as who and what it really was.
Now it came to pass that this soul yearned and yearned to know itself.  And, so great was its yearning, that God one day said, “Do you know, Little One, what you must do to satisfy this yearning of yours?”
“Oh! What, God?! What?!  I’ll do anything!”, the little soul said.
“You must separate yourself from the rest of Us”, God answered, “and then you must call upon yourself – the Darkness.”
“What is the Darkness, O Holy One?”, the little soul asked.
“That which you are not”, God replied. And the soul understood.
And so, this the soul did.  Removing itself from the All. Yea, going even unto another realm.  And in this realm the soul had the power to call into its experience all manner of darkness. And this it did.
Yet, in the midst of all of the Darkness did it cry out, “Father! Father! Why hast thou forsaken me?”  Even as have you, in your blackest times.
Yet God has never forsaken you; but stand by you always.  Ready to remind you of who you really are.  Ready – always ready – to call you home.
Therefore, be a light unto the Darkness and curse it not.  And, forget not who you are in the moment of your encirclement by that which you are not.  But do you praise to the Creation even as you seek to change it.
And know that what you do, in the time of your greatest trial can be your greatest triumph.  For the experience you create, is a statement of who you are and who you want to be.

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