The Happiness Tree

Can anyone ever really steal your happiness? The people of the village Mobali are forced to answer this question. How did I come to write this folktale? I was preparing to meditate when I began to daydream. Before I realized it, I had a pad and pen in my hand. I was writing down the dream. The experience felt more like dictation than anything else. I give thanks to the Universe and to you for reading this wonderful story.