Once there was this very wealthy young man. He lived in a great, elaborate house with dozens of rooms. Each room was more comfortable and more beautiful than the one before it. There were paintings, sculptures, crystal chandeliers, and golden, ornate railings on the stairs - more beauty than most have ever seen.
One day he decided to invite his Patron Goddess home to stay with him. When Peoni arrived, this young man offered Her the very best rooms in the house. The rooms were upstairs and at the end of the hall.
"These rooms are yours, Great Goddess! Stay as long as you like and you can do whatever you want to in these rooms. Remember, they are all yours."
"Thank you," the Peoni replied. And with that, the man shut the door and went about his daily business.
That evening, after he had retired for the night, there came a loud knocking at the front door. The young man pulled on his robe and made his way downstairs. When he opened the door, he found that an evil entity had come to attack the him. He quickly tried to close the door but one of the entities kept sticking his foot in the door. Sometime later, after a great struggle, he managed to slam the door shut and returned to his room totally exhausted.
"Can you believe that!" the man thought, "Peoni is upstairs in my very best rooms sleeping while I am down here battling these creatures! Oh well, maybe She just didn't hear." He slept fitfully that night.
The next day things went along as normal and, being tired as he was, the young man retired early that evening. Along about midnight, there came such a terrible ruckus at the front door that the young man was sure that whatever it was would tear the door down. He stumbled down the stairs once again and opened the door to find there were dozens of evil entities now trying to get into his beautiful home. For more than three hours he fought and struggled against the them and finally overtook them enough to shut the door against their attack. All energy seemed to fail him.
"I really don't understand this at all. Why won't the Goddess come to my rescue? Why does She allow me to fight all by myself? I feel so alone."
Troubled, he found his way to the sofa and fell into a restless sleep.
The next morning he decided to inquire of Peoni about the happenings of the last two evenings. Quietly he made his way to the elegant bedrooms where he had left the Goddess.
"Great Goddess," he called as he tapped at the door. "My Lady, I don't understand what is happening. For the last two nights I have had to fight the evil entities away from my door while you laid up here sleeping. Don't you care about me? Did I not give you the very best rooms in the house?"
He could see the tears building up in Her eyes but continued on. "I just don't understand. I really thought that once I show my love of you and let you into live with me that you would take care of me. I gave you the best rooms in my house and everything. What more can I do?"
"My precious child," Peoni spoke so softly. "All the Gods love and care for you. We protect all that you have released into our care. But when you invited Me to come here and stay, you brought Me to these lovely rooms and you shut the door to the rest of your house. I am the Lady of this room but I am not the Master of this house. I have protected these rooms and none may enter here without My permission."
"Oh, Great Goddess, please forgive me. Take all of my house - it is Yours - I am so sorry that I never offered You all to begin with. I want You to have control of everything."
With this he flung open the bedroom doors and knelt at Her feet.
"Please forgive me my Lady for being so selfish." Peoni smiled and told him She had already forgotten about that & She would take care of things from now on.
That night, as the young man prepared for bed, he thought, "I wonder if those evil entities will return. I am so tired of fighting them each and every night." But he knew that the Goddess said She would take care of things from now on.
Along about midnight the banging on the door was frightening. The young man slipped out of his room in time to see Peoni going down the stairs. He watched in awe as She swung open the door, no need to be afraid. The evil entities stood at the door this time demanding to be let in.
"What do you want?", Peoni asked.
The entities backed away slowly from the Goddess. "So sorry, we seem to have gotten the wrong address." And with that, they all ran away.
There is a moral to this tale. The Gods want all of you, not just a part. They will take all that you give Them but nothing more. How much of your heart have you given to the Gods? Are you keeping a portion of it away from Them? Perhaps the attacks are coming more and more each day. Why not let the Gods fight the battles for you. They are always victorious.
By: Silver Phoenix 1997
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