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  ERIKA BRINCAT

SOFIA's FLYING SOFA

A Short Story
BY ERIKA BRINCAT

From Dreams to Reality

Join Sofia on her journey around the Four Directions of the Medicine Wheel, where she encounters the wisdom of her four Power Animals.
​'Sofia's Flying Sofa’ is a spiritual adventure story which came to me in a Dream.  I hope you may enjoy reading it, as much as I enjoyed writing it! 

SOFIA'S FLYING SOFA

Illustrated by Lisa Falzon 
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Read part of the story below...

Once upon a timeless day there was a young girl called Sofia
who had thick black hair and big blue eyes as deep as the ocean.

Although she was only ten years of earthly age, she was an old soul, and she was not having the easiest time of her life. Besides adjusting to school and all the normal things children of her age have to deal with, her parents didn’t seem to be getting along as well as usual lately. They would argue for hours every evening after work, and this upset her very much, for mum and dad were usually good ‘friends’. But lately it was evident that something was not right.
 
One such evening, after a long and somewhat tiring day at school, Sofia asked her mum if she could make her a warm glass of milk so she could go to lie on the sofa for a nap. Since they lived in a big house with many rooms, Sofia walked to the furthest corner of the house, and left her parents in peace to discuss their issues.
 
Her favourite room to take refuge in was the living room, also known as The Travelling Room for Sofia’s mum and dad had travelled a lot during their youth, and had collected many interesting souvenirs from their adventures around the world.
 
In The Travelling Room one could find ceramic plates and bowls in burgundy, mustard and blue hues from Morocco, decorative old coins, as well as a leather saddle and bag. There were statues of Egyptian gods and the pyramids, as well as female and male Indian gods, surrounded by silk drapes, saris, pashminas and oriental jewellery. One could also find bells and chimes from Tibet, cushions and carpets, and earthen pottery. Large rose quartz crystals, pieces of amethyst and shiny gemstones of all colours and sizes, decorated the windowsills surrounding the room.
 
Hanging on the walls there was a rainbow-coloured wool rug her mother had bought from a little shop in the mid-west of America, a collection of Mexican masks, an Egyptian painting of the Eye of Horus, and a few, beautifully hand-crafted Native American shields and medicine wheels. On the fireplace stood some old photos of her parents, taken some years ago, as they backpacked together around the world. They looked sun-kissed, happy, in love, and free.

Sofia drank up her cup of milk and curled up on the sofa like a cat. She fell into a deep, deep sleep sinking slowly into the cushions as if there was a big black hole opening up and sucking her into another galaxy.
 
Suddenly:
 
“SHABANG!”
 
She had the strangest sensation, as though the sofa cushions were free-floating in space, stars spiralling around her higher and higher, whizzing past clouds of stardust!
 
Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!
 
The stars went by at a faster and faster rate, and as if things couldn’t get any weirder the sofa curled up on one side and asked her a question! Unbelievable as it may be, sometimes the truth is stranger than fiction!
 
The sofa’s cushions bunched up to form the shape of a female smiley face, big lips ‘n all, and told Sofia:
 
“Sofia! Sofia! Where do you wish to go?
It is your choice dear, high or low?
Sofia! Sofia! How do you wish to fly?
It is your choice dear, low or high?
 
To the West or to the East
To the North or to the South
I will take you towards the words
Uttered from your precious mouth!” ​
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​The Flying Sofa then sang:

​"Oh Sofia! Sofia!
Do you know whereto
We must both now go?
I have taken you High,
And I have taken you Low

Now I think it's time
To take you back home!”

And Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!
SHABOOM!

They were back in The Travelling Room!

‘

 Erika Brincat © 2003
Chant to the Four Directions & Medicine of the Power Animals

Power of the East,
Medicine of the Elephant,

Give us perseverance, patience,
Strength and protection.
Remove all obstacles from our true paths.

Power of the West,
Medicine of the Deer,

Allow us to be gentle, compassionate,
And nurturing without fear.

Power of the North,
Medicine of the Polar Bear,

Give us vision, independence,
Perspective and the Bigger Picture.

Power of the South,
Medicine of the Puma,

Help to keep us grounded,
And to survive without strife,
In harmony with Mother Earth
And the Purpose of our Life.
​To order a copy you can send me a message via the Contact Form. 
The price is 20 euro which you can send via PayPal 
​Remember to include the book title and your postal address.
Thank you!
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The Travelling Room
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West - Deer
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West
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South - Puma
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