Wednesday, 25 July 2012

What is Real?

I'm supposed to be doing a reading in a friend's wedding in a couple of weeks, but she hasn't provided me with what I am reading yet.  So I googled readings just to see what I could come up with.  I found this one.

~ By Margery Williams ~

"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"

"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but Really loves you, then you become Real."

"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.

"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."

"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"

"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get all loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."


This children's perspective on love just made me smile and I wanted to share it.  Love makes all of us real.  I'm just glad that Ryan hasn't loved off my hair yet (though he might beg to differ, I do tend to shed), or that my eyes haven't dropped out.

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