The Gingerbread Boy

Blog 1750 – 07.09.2020

The Gingerbread Boy

Today I have another tasty little treat for you to enjoy, Paul Galdone’s tale of The Gingerbread Boy.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1rAeCvF01EQhnN0FLWKx2Uw6Nn_Rfhptf/view?usp=drivesdk

The Gingerbread Boy

It is, as one might expect, a more youthful take on the classic story of The Gingerbread Man, but since I came across this version first I place it here in the order of my David Reads Children’s Books recordings.

I remember that when we first got our above ground backyard pool when my thirty year old son Jonathan was just a boy that we would play tag in the pool and that I would run from him taunting him, “Run, run, run, as fast as you can. You can’t catch me I’m the gingerbread man.” How those classic lines stay with us. I had heard it over forty years earlier than when I shared it in pool play with him.

I have spent a great deal of my life as Forest Gump did his, running from and to whatever. If their is anything that scares most of us more than quiet it is stillness. But, why are we so afraid of being still and listening? Back when radio was still the undisputed king of the airwaves there was a familiar announcer line used, “The next voice you hear…” it usually meant, pay close attention someone really important is about to speak. In the 1950 movie, starring James Whitmore and Nancy Reagan as Joe and Mary Smith called “The Next Voice You Hear” the voice the announcer was talking about happened to be God. And for several days the Smith family along with the largest world wide radio audience ever awaited with rapt attention for a certain daily radio program. You never hear God’s actual voice or words in the movie but you can tell by close-ups of the listeners during the programs that he is saying some pretty important stuff.

I have come to believe after devoting more than half a lifetime to the study of religions in general and few in particular that we, all of us, share in a higher singular consciousness which we can tap into anytime we desire by just quieting our racing, heart, and mind and by stilling our bodies for even a moment. In that eternal quiet and still moment, the next voice we hear will thrill our hearts and fulfill all our hopes and dreams if we just allow it to.

In the midst of my more serious research into religion I came upon one particular explanation of one man’s daily religious practice that he called “quiet time.” Though it sounded a bit spooky and hokie I tried to follow it briefly to the letter and was surprised by the results. I think all great religions promise contact with the Divine usually through the services of some group of gate keepers or toll exactors. But, as access to the radio waves is free so is our access to the truest medium, the Divine Consciousness, and we are all bombarded daily with the highest and best programming. We have only to tune out all else and tune in to receive the reflection and direction we need.

All that running around and noise can never achieves a lasting and true connection, but most of us learn as children that running around and making a lot of noise can be quite a lot of fun if distracting us from the voice that we long to hear most. Listen up, Pilgrims.

Your friend and fellow traveler.

David White

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B5UGucaz8iwNOTdjQTZTbVptZG14a2t2LUFXV2JkbXZhZC13/view?usp=drivesdk

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