Transition Stroud

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Thursday, 26 March 2009

Transition Stories

The new Transition Story Group got started last night. We sat around in the warm glow of the Star Anise lanterns and told each other stories that we had heard that would be relevant to out transition process. As we listened to each other we became aware that the true stories had the most power. For example the story of Nailsworth and Horsley getting together to look at the problem of land for growing vegetables and at the end of the meeting discovering that enough land had been shared out between the group members to solve the problem. This isn't quite the details but as soon as I find them I'll include them in a blog. It's a great story and one that needs to be told.

Another story that seemed to be a real Transition Tale was the one about the stone soup.

A kindly, old stranger was walking through the land when he came upon a village. As he entered, the villagers moved towards their homes locking doors and windows.
The stranger smiled and asked, why are you all so frightened. I am a simple traveller, looking for a soft place to stay for the night and a warm place for a meal.
"There's not a bite to eat in the whole province," he was told. "We are weak and our children are starving. Better keep moving on."
"Oh, I have everything I need," he said. "In fact, I was thinking of making some stone soup to share with all of you." He pulled an iron cauldron from his cloak, filled it with water, and began to build a fire under it.
Then, with great ceremony, he drew an ordinary-looking stone from a silken bag and dropped it into the water.
By now, hearing the rumour of food, most of the villagers had come out of their homes or watched from their windows. As the stranger sniffed the "broth" and licked his lips in anticipation, hunger began to overcome their fear.
"Ahh," the stranger said to himself rather loudly, "I do like a tasty stone soup. Of course, stone soup with cabbage -- that's hard to beat."
Soon a villager approached hesitantly, holding a small cabbage he'd retrieved from its hiding place, and added it to the pot.
"Wonderful!!" cried the stranger. "You know, I once had stone soup with cabbage and a bit of salt beef as well, and it was fit for a king."
The village butcher managed to find some salt beef . . . and so it went, through potatoes, onions, carrots, mushrooms, and so on, until there was indeed a delicious meal for everyone in the village to share.
The villager elder offered the stranger a great deal of money for the magic stone, but he refused to sell it and travelled on the next day.
As he left, the stranger came upon a group of village children standing near the road. He gave the silken bag containing the stone to the youngest child, whispering to a group, “It was not the stone, but the villagers that had performed the magic."

The Transition Story group are offering to tell stories at major TS events so let us know what you are planning.

The co-ordinator for the group is Fiona Eadie


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