Little Monkey and the Cave...

One day, quite a while ago, or not so very long, Little Monkey was feeling sad… it seemed he had no friends. The big island where he lived did not seem big enough. He wanted to get away… he felt so different from everyone he knew… as though he really didn’t belong here. Other monkeys laughed at him and called him names. He didn’t understand. What was wrong with him? Little Monkey was very confused.


He went and hid in his favourite cave, where he often went to escape from the other monkeys. It was a long way from the noise and chatter of the monkey tribe. He felt very alone but in the cave he could think a little clearer. The cave was small and cosy and here he could chat freely with his magical friend Bluey the Butterfly. Bluey was usually invisible, (unless Little Monkey invited others to see it!), but, if the other monkeys heard him, they laughed thinking he was talking to himself!

Bluey liked the cave too for all around the mouth of the cave were beautiful flowers. The butterfly loved to gather the pollen to eat. By the stream nearby the banana trees, flapping in the breeze, provided the Little Monkey with lots of bananas!

Bluey showed the Little Monkey wild herbs and flowers and taught him many things about them: What they were good for, which ones you could eat, which ones you must not and which ones helped bruises and things like that.

But today Little Monkey was feeling so upset and so alone. So they sat at the entrance to the cave and the butterfly danced the magic dance on Little Monkey…

Bluey landed on Little Monkey’s head, right at the top and danced, fluttering its wings a few times. Then down between his eyebrows and along one… following the bony ridge around the eye ... to the side and underneath… Little Monkey started to feel a bit more relaxed and closed his eyes... Bluey then flew under his nose, then to his chin, tapping its tiny feet!
… Then Bluey’s favourite bit … going down to Little Monkey’s chest and jumping,and fluttering up and down! (Making the shape of a butterfly!). Today, because he was feeling extra bad, it flew and crawled in the small space under Little Monkey’s arm to the place Little Monkey liked to scratch … it was a bit cramped but Bluey managed to tap its feet gently there.
Then fluttering to the inside of Little Monkey’s wrist, and jumping and dancing from thumbtip to all the fingertips, one by one, Bluey kept singing the magic song. While fluttering down the side of his hand Bluey asked if he was feeling any better yet… Little Monkey was … he had been dreaming of playing with lots of friends who really liked him and he felt happy and safe …playing lots of games and swinging through the trees!

Bluey continued round and round the monkey’s hand, encouraging to him to feel that happy feeling in every part of his body from his head to his toes… and make it so strong and bright …

Little Monkey started to feel much better, in his mind he was with close friends playing his favourite games and swinging through the trees …feeling so loved and so safe. Bluey kept dancing and whispering songs to him, weaving magic colours around him ...it felt like his own special cocoon! Little Monkey would then notice that the happy feeling would be in all of him … he could feel it in his head and his heart ...and all of his body ...like tingling ...he imagined shimmering sparkles ...and they grew bigger and bigger ...sending his happiness out to the trees and hills and sky ...to the whole world and even to the stars!


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