Blessing the Totem

What makes this totem special?

By itself, the totem was nothing. Neither an ancient relic, nor a divine tool.

Like before, the boy searched for the tutor for guidance but remembered he was on his own.

The totem and the significance of it rested on him.


What could make this significant? How could I make this strengthen me in times of trial?



The mountain trail extended in front of the boy. He knew trials lay ahead and he was confident now but the speed with which he fell into darkness frightened him.

“How can I go on when it is so easy for me to fall?” The boy thought to himself.

The totem, a familiar weight now, sat in the boys pocket. The boy began to walk again.




The Totem

Fire burned in the boy’s eyes as he descended the mountain path.

The Tutor had mentioned an item, an item that would protect the boy in times of trial. This item is what the boy was searching for now.

But alas, the boy sought and sought to no avail and the boy began to lose hope. With his hopelessness came fear and with fear apathy. Soon the boy stopped in his tracks and would not descend any further. Time inched by and no tutor appeared to help the boy.

The boy inched slowly towards defeat. Clouds moved in over the mountains. A familiar grey started to creep towards the boy.


I feel lost sometimes and sometimes the night is especially dark. I am lucky to have found someone who brings light to my life. But I also need strength, strength to fight the shadows on my own.


A wind rustled the green grass against the boy’s feet. His gaze turned and before him the token appeared.

A simple object.

The token serves as a gentle reminder:

  • Remember the tutor: You are not alone and someone is always watching.
  • Remember your mission: Are you living fully?