Two Couches




Two Couches

 

 

          Arriving at the local furniture store, a man buys two identical couches with the intention of giving one away as a freewill gift and retaining the other for his own use. When delivered, sitting one in his formal living room and the other being sat in his basement. Running a small advertisement stating he will give the couch to a person in need, responses were quick with appointments set for potential receipt of the couch. 

 

His first responder came to his home, greeted at the door seeing the beautiful couch in the living room, was lead to a basement door. Entering the basement another couch against a stonewall sitting alone in the space catches his view The owner made an offer for him to sit on the basement couch. As he sat clearly seeing this piece of furniture is a duplicate of the same in the living room he feels a slightly off balance motion, also unsure whether the upholstery is what he is looking for. Responding to the owner that it is nice but he is sure the one upstairs is the piece of furniture unflawed and appreciates the offer. 

 

The owner of the two couches listens, inviting him to go upstairs and see if he feels the same about the couch in the living room. After trying the next couch, he is sure the couch in the basement is not of the best quality of the two. The owner proceeds to tell the visitor the couch in the basement, was being kept for his own use, with the couch he was sitting on as the free item. Delighted, he thanks him asking to remove the couch from the living room.

 

 Listening to the man speak, he tells his visitor he is not the best candidate for the free couch. The price of free had a point of intention with the owner which was the first person who viewed the couch they presumed as free would receive the couch if they understood the price of appreciation as the gift. Escorting him to the door of his home with the thought being left with him that free is not always flawed or did value always have a price in currency... “The couch will be given in freedom of allowing the heart to receive” the owner said as he closed the door. 

 

The next appointment brought a young woman and her son to the door. Repeating the process he had done before, the owner took the young woman to the basement. As the young woman sat down on the couch, she cried while her son curled up on the edge and quickly fell asleep. She told the man of being homeless and seeing his ad. Explaining when she read the ad, her only intention was being a part of the goodwill and meeting such a person in this world. Thanked him for letting her visit, and reached over to wake her son. As she reached over, the man touched her arm and asked her to wait before waking him.

 

 He explained to her how his home was now much larger than he could be a part of since his wife died, and would like to have the young woman and her son be a part of the home now explaining to her his travels left him very little time to maintain and love the home as he once had. His true intention in bringing a recipient for the couch was to feel a loving heart again and he had received much more today. The woman continued to sob, and tried to talk through her disbelief. She did take his offer and she now has a home for her son. Many say freedom does not come free, yet when freedom of the heart is allowed to express itself without a price, free is found to hold the highest value. 

 

This story is fictional in creation, intended in writing this story is just a reminder free holds only the value you assess in life, rather than the value put upon you by another. Yet we allow the density of ego to see free as being a subject matter to our life that holds little value. What does not hold a currency price in this life, are the highest forms of free and peace. What have you attached your values to today and was the price worth the exchange? A free will offer only carries the price of the heart space, which sent the gift. 

Copyright@lsmyers

 

 

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