Cinnamonheart – The Oneness dragon with the biggest heart in the world
Once upon a time in a green valley far away, dragons in different colors lived in caves. A little path meandered its way from the bottom of the valley up to a high mountain. At the top of the mountain grew a couple of bushes with golden-brown berries. From heaven a beautiful flower spread its colorful, brilliant beams down to the bushes. It was the flower of love. The flower was shining with a special color: dragoncolor. It was a color full of love and joy.
Near the bush lie an egg-shell. Suddenly there was a smashing sound from the top of the egg-shell. The egg-shell fell apart into two different pieces. From the top of the shell a curious face peeped out. A new dragon was born.
The dragon took an eager leap from the top of the egg-shell. He puffed with his nostrils and pattered towards one of the bushes with golden-brown berries. The dragon enjoyed the berries. Instantly his heart started growing. Curious about the world, the dragon warmed up his wings and took off from the top of the mountain.
The dragon flew down to the green valley. Soon he saw a cave down in the valley. In the cave lived two happy dragons: Basil and Oregano. The dragons embraces the little, green dragon with open wings. They welcomed him into the family. Basil and Oregano named him: Cinnamonheart.
Cinnamonheart grew up together with his parents and his little sister: Clove. Every evening Cardamom, Cinnamon´s grandmother told her grandchildren uplifting stories. The dragons hugged each other every evening before it was time for bed. Then they lay down in their coverings of green moss for sleep.
The dragons have bunches at their heads, ears, eyes and cheeks. If you would like to get well along with a dragon, you could try to scratch the dragon under his or hers nostrils. I promise you that the dragon would like to be your friend forever.
In the green valley grow bushes with all kinds of berries. There are dragonberries, goldenberries, murmelberries and cinnamonberries. The dragonberries make the dragons strong and powerful. The goldenberries help them se the bright side on life, the murmelberries make them relax and the cinnamonhearts help them open their hearts for universal love.
The dragons love pies. They make delicious pies out of the berries. Please enjoy a new baked cinnamonheartpie together with your friends.
Cinnamonheart loved flying out in the nature. On beautiful morning he decided to widen his wings and embark on a new, exciting adventure. Cinnamonheart flew up to the mountain from where he was born and further high up to the clouds.
After flying a while, the strength in his wings began to weaken. Cinnamonheart approached a little forest. Inside the forest grew a hall bunch of pricky trees and bushes. Suddenly Cinnamonheart felt pain in his heart. A stinging, red thistlecorn had landed on his heart.
The thistlecorns live in the thistleforest. They represent all the difficult thoughts and feelings the dragons have to face in life. Cinnamonheart suddenly felt angry, sad, jealous, self-critical and overcomed. All he wanted to do was to fly from the torturing thoughts and feelings. Cinnamonheart couldn´t love himself. He didn´t like his nostrils and he was afraid of feeling angry and sad.
Cinnamonheart tried in every way he found possible to stay away from or fight against the pricky thistlecorns. He fluttered his wings and tried to fly out of the thistleforest. Even more thistlecorns came along and pierced their poisoned thornes into his big heart.
Cinnamonheart sat down in the middle of all the pricky thistlebushes. He brought out a piece of dragonberriepie. The pie tasted delicious but after a while all the torturing thoughts and feelings came back. Cinnamonheart tried once more to push away the thistlecorns. He tried to think of happy and funny memories. Our friend sat a long time under the tree and tried to get rid of all his pricky thoughts and feelings. Yet, nothing seemed to be of any help. The thistlecorns grew stronger and stronger every time Cinnamonheart tried to avoid them.
Cinnamonheart didn´t know what to do. The more he tried to fight against the thistlecorns, the more his heart ached. Eventually Cinnamonheart gave up. He puffed in desperation with his nostrils and shut his eyes. Our friend got a brilliant idea. He thought of the flower of love high up in the sky. He visualized the flower sending its loving beams into his headbunches. He thanked the flower for helping him. He also thought of his family, friends and all the good things he was grateful for in life. The flower noticed what Cinnamonheart did and rewarded him with a beam of its dragon color light.
After a while Cinnamonheart heard a buzzing noise. He felt a sting on his left nostril. The flower had sent one of its helpers to help or friend. It was a cinnamonheartbee. The bee pierced its prickle in the middle of Cinnamonhearts big heart and gave him an overflowering shower with love.
Cinnamonheart suddenly started to notice what he felt. He allowed himself to feel all the sticky feelings: all anger, jealousy, sadness, anxiety, worry, fear and self-criticism. Cinnamonheart asked himself where in his body all the feelings lived. The anger pierced like a large killersnail on the top of his headbunches, the sadness manifested as an iscold heartcrosser deep inside his heart and the fear like a scaring thistelball inside his stomach. Whenever a pricky thought spread its way down his headbunches, Cinnamonheart focused on how his body felt. He invited all the thistly thoughts and feelings. He then puffed with his nostrils.
”Hi there, all thistlecorns! You are all welcome inside my big heart. I love you”, Cinnamonheart said. Our friend gave all the thistlecorns a big hug. He focused on all the love in his heart. Our friend then sent all the love over to the thistlecorns.
Cinnamonheart sat a long while under the big tree and felt all the pain. Tears poured down his cheekbunches. Cinnamonheart wondered what the thistlecorns could learn him. He started to accept himself as he was. He sent love to his nostrils, all anger and feelings of loneliness.
Suddenly something happened. All thistlecorns began to change. “Thankful dragon!”, Cinnamonheart shouted. There was a cracking sound from his heart.
Cinnamonheart opened his eyes and was blinded by a beautiful shining light. A great many golden dragonflowers had grown up in front of him. Cinnamonheart took some deep puffs and enjoyed the beams from the flower. All thistlecorns had been transformed into the most beautiful dragonflowers you could ever imagine. All the pricky feelings had transformed into joy, love and light.
Cinnamonheart turned against a bush with golden-brown berries. He filled his paws with cinnamonhearts. They tasted delicious. From that moment Cinnamonheart was not afraid any more to embrace the thistlecorns. He trusted the flower of love and knew that he could handle whatever came into his life. No more fear would stop him from flying towards new caves.
Cinnamonheart suddenly felt alive. He felt a sense of oneness with all. He wanted to embrace the whole world: all dragons, marmots and all that was alive in the dragon valley. Yes! Cinnamonheart even wanted to embrace the most pricky thistlecorns.
It shined around Cinnamonheart. He puffed with his nostrils and flapped his wings. Our, big heart flew towards new caves. He flew over the valley, whish used to be filled with pricky thistelcorns. Down in the valley blossomed golden dragon flowers in abundance. Cinnamonheart vibrated with joy. He felt the highest kind of joy and happiness you can imagine; cinnamonjoy: a feeling of oneness with all and everything.
Cinnamonheart stopped in front of a bush with cinnamonhearts. He was the berries that grew on the branches. He looked down the valley and noticed two marmels. He was the marmels. Our big heart knew he was not alone. The flower of love always shined its most precious beams into his heart. Cinnamonheart knew that everything was possible with an open heart.
Our friend was now ready to help all his fellow dragons experience cinnamonjoy. He wanted nothing more than open his big heart and share the oneness experience with as many dragons as possible.
Puff, puff, give me more cinnamonjoy! Cinnamonheart had learned to accept himself as he is. He had learned how to transform the thistlecorns into the most beautiful dragonflowers you could ever imagine. The flower of love had given Cinnamonheart a precious gift. The flower had turned him into the Onenessdragon with the biggest heart in the world.
Take a deep breath and do as Cinnamonheart. Have the courage to be yourself. Welcome and embrace all sides of yourself. Remember: you are perfect as you are right now. Embrace your pricky thoughts and feelings with love. Imagine with an open heart that the flower of love is shining its most beautiful beams at you. Soon all your thistly feelings will transform into the most beautiful dragonflowers you could ever imagine.
Much cinnamonjoy
Fredrik and Cinnamonheart!
