Inspirare

There once were two brothers living and toiling the fields together. One night Spirit came to their house and breathed Creative Genius into the younger brother’s nostrils.
And a powerful longing took root within that brother. He became quiet and absentminded and was no longer satisfied with walking behind their oxen, eating potatoes and sleeping.
His brother saw it and tried to gladden him. He made ugly faces, belched and farted, and beat him with a little stick. The younger brother did not smile.
But one day, he started to draw figures on a wall. He depicted men, animals and nature. And later on, he made songs that he sang and stories that he told his brother.
Joy had now returned to him and was vibrating deep inside him.

But the older brother resented it, because he had to do the barley harvest alone. And he said unto his brother: “Your drawings and music and stories are useless. They give us neither seed nor meat.”
And sadness now came over the younger brother because he felt that his brother was right. But he knew that eating, working and sleeping was not enough for him.
And he went to sit in the mud with the pigs and cried, “I wish I were like my brother. I deserve not to eat.”

But then Spirit appeared, and he gently whispered, “With the ability I gave you, you can stir the softer parts within your brother’s soul and wake up his awareness that I am within him. This will bring you closer to each other and closer to me. This is your mission.”
And the younger brother went to his brother and said, “Let me make my pictures and my music and my stories. I will entertain you when your tiredness is heavy and soothe you when sadness bothers you.”
And behold, the older brother now saw a light in his brother’s eyes! And it filled him with love and he said, “Work with me when possible. Do your own things when necessary.”

And his enmity was gone, and they continued in peace together.