SOARING TO NEW HEIGHTS: A KID STORY
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Therapeutic Characteristics
Problems Addressed
■ Fear
■ Anxiety
■ Depression
■ Indecision
■ Dependency
■ Being within the depths of despair
■ Being caught in unfamiliar territory
Resources Developed
■ Letting go of a burden
■ Learning acceptance
■ Discovering new resources and skills
■ Being within the moment
■ Creating empowerment
■ Reaching beyond expectations
Outcomes Offered
■ Letting go of the past
■ Freedom from fear
■ Independence
■ that specialize in new heights of accomplishment
■ Future-orientation
■ Empowerment
A Moral Story
Once upon a time Small octopus lived in warm, shallow waters On the point of a sandy beach.
Do you know how many legs an octopus has?
Yes, eight.
And does one know what they're called? That’s right.
Tentacles.
Well, this tiny octopus loved to wrap its tentacles around things and hang on. It might grab hold of a fish and choose a fun ride. it'd hang on to a solid rock that felt strong and secure.
One day, because the little octopus was out exploring, it saw a robust , sturdy anchor hanging below a ship. Immediately, the small octopus wrapped its tentacles round the anchor and persisted .
Then something scary happened. The anchor began to drop, sinking down into darker, colder waters where the small octopus had never been before. the small octopus didn’t love it but didn’t know
what to do.
What does one think you'd do if you were the octopus? Would you hang on or let
go?
Well, the small octopus persisted until, with a thump, the anchor landed on the ocean floor. Then it persisted tighter. it had been frightened and frightened of this strange place, and still didn’t know what to try to do .
Just then it saw a friendly-looking fish swimming toward it during a gentle, relaxed motion. “Help,”
called the small octopus. “Can you help me?”
“Yes, I can assist you ,” said the fish. Its eyes seemed kindly and caring. “But, first,you've got to
help yourself. you would like to abandoning of that anchor, before I can show you how .”
Still the small octopus didn’t know what to try to to . The anchor felt strong. If the octopus abandoning , it
would be alone within the water all by itself. It checked out the fish. The fish nodded encouragingly, and the
little octopus began to slowly peel off one tentacle at a time. Having numerous legs or arms (and a tentacle may be a bit like both) are often nice if you would like to hug someone you're keen on , but can make diligence of it if you would like to let something go. The last one was the toughest . It needed to carry on just a touch longer before build up the courage to line itself free.
The kindly fish waited, encouraging and congratulating. When the small octopus abandoning of the anchor the fish said gently, “Follow me.” It swam back and forth, gradually making its high toward
the bright, warmer waters, guiding the small octopus during a way that it could repeat if ever it got caughto outof its depth again.
The little octopus felt stronger and happier because it swam on. It trapped with the fish and, for a while, they swam side by side. not did it got to follow. sometimes it began to swim ahead, taking the lead and making its own way forward. not did it check out of its depth. In fact, this had
been a true adventure.
Before long the fish said, “No longer does one need me. you'll swim on strongly by yourself
now. Enjoy.”
The little octopus thanked the fish and swam on upward. The waters continued to grow brighter and warmer. Light rippled off the surface and shone into the ocean , highlighting the yellows, reds, and
blues of the small fish that darted in and out of the colorful coral.
the items round the little octopus
seemed much an equivalent as before, but now the octopus felt different, stronger, more confident.
Then it did something an octopus doesn’t usually do. It crawled up onto the beach and stretched out on the sand, basking within the warm sun. It felt nice to relax for a short time and do nothing in particular.
The little octopus checked out the limestone cliffs behind the beach. Maybe it had learned to love having adventures. Maybe doing something new didn’t feel as scary because it had before. The cliffs looked tempting.
the small octopus wondered what it might be wish to climb to the highest .
Carefully, it began its climb toward the cliff top. The going wasn't always easy, but the small octopus was excited by the challenge.
sometimes it had been a struggle but the small octopus pressed on, and
wow, what a sense when it stood on the highest .
A cool breeze blew in from the ocean. As naturally as if it had been doing it all its life, the small octopus spread its tentacles out like wings and commenced to lift on the breeze. Like an eagle it soared into
the air, riding the gentle currents, experiencing the enjoyment of flying.
Looking down, the small octopus saw the ocean below. That was where it had come from.
Looking up it saw the clear, blue above. That was where it had been going. Who would have
guessed that a standard little octopus could have flown to such heights?
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