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Guest Post: Purnimodo is a Dinosaur

Please welcome my guest blogger, Purnimodo.  Take a brief moment to truly absorb her charming, romantic philosophical thoughts on giants, old man Time, dinosaurs, and personal journeys.  When you’re done thanking her for sharing, and smiling at the screen, send buckets of rawr-love her way!  http://purnimodo.wordpress.com/

When you just crack out of your egg and peer into the world, the world seems to be within the space of the two hands that pick you up and cradle you. Hands belonging to giants that speak a language you can’t yet comprehend but feel. Of which each word becomes embroidered with an ancient sleeping forest of thoughts and memories, that is your mind.

And then you set your first steps and you walk into a world of big teeth and roars. Stomping around in untroubled splashes, till you meet a whimsical man called Time, and he sits you down to write a story in your hands that fades away all childhood innocence.

It’s hard to take care of an ailing parent. The burden of knowing that the soul you take care of, in a land before time, was your giant. No matter how good or bad your relation may be – it pains. Yet, perhaps we mistake the hurt of a failing body for something else: The reality that “It is nobody’s fault. The great circle of life has begun, you see, not all of us arrive together at the end.”

littlefoot, dinosaurs,
Littlefoot, from the movie, The Land Before Time

In this, knowing or unknowingly, those you held to be giants are preparing you to become a giant too.

Everybody is a dinosaur. As old as the Earth.

Some of us are Duckies Spikes, Petries. Ceras or Fliers. But we all are Littlefoots. That single baby from a herd. The last hope for the future.

When you find yourselves in barren lands – Lonely, frightened and in darkness. At lost and without hope. Exhausted from running from monstrous teeth. Wondering why the giants around you start to crumble – the words from our childhood. that reside somewhere deep within our mental forests direct us back on our journeys towards the Green Valley. And as hard as it may seem. We must search, try to remember and find them.

And then we speak the same words of ages, to fresh new souls that have just came out of their eggs.
And while they peer into the world we teach them how to be giants too.

Only you know how to reach your destination. Or as Littlefoot’s mother would say:

“Let your heart guide you, it whispers so listen closely”

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Now that you love Purnimodo as much as I do, check out her blog for poetic writings, world-changing art, and posts that make you sit and think about how you should get up and do something.  If I were you, I’d start here:

http://purnimodo.wordpress.com/2013/01/17/in-your-shadow-i-became-a-child/
http://purnimodo.wordpress.com/2013/01/21/beyond-the-crystal-stars/
http://purnimodo.wordpress.com/2012/11/28/how-do-the-oranges-divide/

33 comments

  1. Very thought provoking. I like it.
    …and as parent of 3 kids that grew up with The Land Before Time (all 329 of them, some even on VHS), poignant as well. 🙂

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    1. Och yes! I can’t remember the series but I think I still have it lying somewhere.. there were like a gazillion episodes. Did your kids watch The Land before time too? Haha.. I remember some serious crying when I watched the movie.

      Thank your liking it! 🙂

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      1. Oh yes! We had every movie! Soooo many of them! And then a singalong, and another singalong video. And music (cassette!) for the car, then a CD. And playsets and model dinosaurs… 😀 A very cute series with lots of good life/friendship lessons for the kids.

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    1. Thanks! I can only remember the movie but I think I will watch the series now… totally forget there were like a gazillion more episodes out there. 😀

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  2. “Everybody is a dinosaur. As old as the Earth.” Does this mean that I’m related to Rarasaur? You just made my day, Purnimodo.

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  3. Hmm. Never thought of myself as a dinosaur, except for my age and experiences. Always thought of myself more as a flightless dragon, a truly dying breed VERY prone to breathing fire and biting people in half. And that’s a GOOD day…. 😉
    (I really did get your point. Great post! 😀 )

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  4. Oh mi gosh! This post is so wonderful and I haven’t seen Littlefoot in such a long time. I used to watch it regulary when I was little. 🙂 Loved this post!!

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