The Sky is Falling
Helena looked up at the sky and wondered how it had
become so blue. It matched her mood perfectly. To Helena,
being in a blue mood meant sadness.
Helena had been having days of sadness and trial for
many months and today, when she looked up at the sky, she
suddenly felt the urge to find an answer. She looked up at
the sky and demanded to know, "Why me? Why does it all
happen to me?"
No answer. Helena decided that maybe what she needed
more than a reason was assistance. She had struggled alone
for so long. She had never asked anyone to help her. People
were always offering to help, but always doing things that
she thought only made matters worse. She was stubbornly
certain that only her way of doing things could make things
right. Also, she had been sure she could manage all alone.
Now she was rethinking.
On an impulse, Helena cried out to the heavens, "Help
me. Please. I need help."
As she shouted the last word she saw a crack appear in
the blue above her. The crack began to twist and turn and
spread until it formed an odd shape. Then the shape shook
and wriggled until it freed itself from the rest of the
heavens. Then the piece of sky fell. It did not plummet. It
simply drifted down end over end until it landed in
Helena's lap and let out a small sigh.
Helena let out a yelp of shock and looked up to see a
black hole where the little blue piece had once been. Helena
gazed at the little blue piece. It was soft, thin and slippery
as a piece of the finest silk.
"Oh no!" Helena said aloud. She was sure that her life
had just gone from bad to worse. Then she looked up and
shouted, "What is happening? Help me."
In her hands the little silky swatch sighed again. Then it
seemed to melt through her fingers and attach to her skirt
like a patch. In a panic, Helena tried to tug the little patch
free, but failed.
This was the last straw for Helena. She had suffered
failure and loss and defeat in the past months. Every single
thing she had touched had come to ruin and she was in
despair. Now, when she asked for help from above, the
result was to have the very sky fall down on her. Helena
looked up and shouted, "I know you are there! You, who
made me and the sky and all things. I asked you for help and
you have made the sky fall on me. Why? Why are you
doing this to me?"
In answer, there came another crack in the heavens, and
another piece of the sky detached itself and began to float
downward. This time, Helena jumped up, gathered her
skirts and ran as fast as she could to keep the patch from
landing on her. But try as she might, the wind carried the
piece of sky and it soon found a resting place on her
shoulder, where it attached itself.
Helena stamped her foot in frustration. "Get off," she
shouted as she tugged at the patch.
Looking up at the sky, she saw the growing blackness.
There were no stars in the black part of the sky. It looked
like a piece of black velvet stitched onto the blue satin of
With each request she cried out, a new patch fell, and
Helena fought against it, tearing at herself. She did this
over and over until she was too exhausted to fight and sat
down, staring at the patches on her clothing. Then she laid
her hand on one broad piece of blue. It didn't feel like
fabric. It felt softer and it sent a shivery feeling through her
hand as her fingers slid across it.
Her mind began to wander. She thought of all the times
she had found joy beneath a blue sky. She remembered
smiles and sun. Helena began to stroke the patch on her
skirt. It felt lovely and soft. Before she knew what was
happening, she had a little smile tugging at the corner of
But because this was not the kind of help Helena
expected to get, she forced herself to stop smiling. She
stopped stroking the patch of sky she wore and began to
shout up again, "This is not helping my problems! I need
To her horror, huge new cracks began to form and two
large sections of the blue released themselves and began to
come down to her at a faster rate. Instead of floating, these
seemed to form into large wings and they came down in a
Again, Helena got up and ran as fast as she could. Again
the sky caught up with her and this time, it wrapped her
like a blanket. Helena had the strangest feeling of being
given an enormous blue, shiny, soft hug. She closed her
eyes and felt herself being propelled backward. She toppled
over and landed on her back in the grass. Helena fought, but
the feeling of love and peace that now surrounded her
stopped her struggles. It took a few moments before Helena
opened her eyes. She was covered from head to foot in a
flowing robe of the finest, heavenly blue. Though it was
thin and there was now quite a strong wind coming from
the black hole in the sky, Helena felt warm and
comfortable. She felt loved and happy and safe.
Helena smiled and looked up at the sky. Softly she
called up, "I don't understand what just happened."
Then there came a voice like no other she had ever
heard. It seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. It
sang through the trees, and rumbled through the earth and
sighed in the long grass." You prayed for help and help has
come," said the voice. "You have been given back what you
lost. Piece by piece I have patched you up."
The voice continued, "You cloaked yourself in anger,
fear and sadness. Now you have been given something far
better to wear. You have been given love and peace. Wear
Helena wrinkled her brow and shook her head. "I asked
for help and the sky fell," she said. "I was overwhelmed and
knocked down." The voice came to her from all around and
said, "Sometimes having the sky fall on you is the greatest
of gifts. You have learned that you can survive and find
peace even after all seemed lost. You learned that even
though the very heavens may come to rest on your
shoulders, the burden could be as light as air."
Helena smiled. As she gazed at the sky the hole began to
mend itself, getting smaller and smaller until all was blue
and clear again. She stretched out her arm to wave to the
sky and found that her clothes were just as they had always
been. The blue robes had vanished. "Don't leave me," she
cried out in fear.
The voice that was everywhere and nowhere came to
her and said, "I surround you as the veil that is the sky
covers the Earth. Like the blue of the sky, I may not always
be seen. The clouds of worry or sadness may hide me. At
times you may run from me or be in darkness as black as
night. But I am, and always will be, with you."
For the first time in her life, Helena felt true peace and
calm. She knew these words were the truest she had ever
heard. She lay back in the grass under the blue sky and fell
asleep. She slept for the day and the night.
The next morning when she woke she found that her
family and friends had become worried over her being gone
so long and had come to find her. Helena hugged each one
and smiled as she had not smiled in a very long time. "What
has happened to change you so," a friend asked. Helena
grinned and looked up, "I just learned how much I am loved
and how good it feels to know I am not alone."
From that day to this, Helena spent her days and nights
knowing that no matter what happened, there was a little
piece of heaven sitting on her shoulder.
[ by Lisa Suhay, Copyright ©2001 (email@example.com) -- from 'Daily Wisdom' ]
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