The Fall and the Rise of Sir Humpity deDumpity Du

There he goes, riding a comet’s tail!

Sir Humpity deDumpity Du was carelessly dancing on a wall way too small. He laughed and giggled while doing the jiggety-jig on that way-too-small wall when he lost his balance and took a great fall. He fell hard, landing smack dab on his head, breaking into a zillion-and-one tiny pieces.

All the King’s men and their gallant white horses were immediately summoned to that wall. Now, everyone knew the King’s men lacked the skill and, frankly, the heart necessary to restore their dear fearless, careless leader to wholeness. But, try as they may, at the end of the day, they simply could not put Humpity back together again. “Too bad, so sad!” They sobbed in unison. 

But Big She could! 

The Big She, silver hair twisted in rasta braids, flowing robes, she rode a roaring lion as she spread soulful light through the darkness. A perfect playful, fierce balance of Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine, the pure embodiment of joy, strength and courage, seeing all through the Eye of the Heart. 

The Big She, with her ancient wisdom and magic potions and elixirs, could and would put Humpity back together again. 

Riding through the skies on the east wind, drops of pickle juice love in her wake, She saw that Humpity was in enormous trouble. So here she came, without blinking, gathering all his many pieces, drips of pickle juice flying everywhere. Carefully, she placed them with a great soulful love into her marigold yellow basket. When she was confident all the precious pieces had been collected, she flew directly to her palace and climbed up into her Ivory Tower. 

With gentle, loving care, Big She placed Humpity’s zillion-and-one pieces into a large porcelain basin and filled it with water blessed by the faraway stars and the nearby fairies. Then, with a soft, silent prayer, one by one, she added a thousand rose petals. While he bathed in the sweet, serene fragrance, she swiftly created the magical tincture, the healing elixir to restore our dear Sir deDumpity. Into her crystal bowl, she poured the eons of tears she’d collected, adding a touch of a honey bee’s daffodil nectar and a sprinkle of magic mending dust from a faraway universe. And one glistening drop of pickle juice.

Humpity’s zillion-and-one pieces energized themselves all into the same frequency, and they drew together in unison to form a whole new Humpity deDumpity Du, version Too. 

And into a golden chalice, she poured Chamomile tea infused with just enough drops of her magical tincture. Grateful for her tender care, he eagerly sipped the delicate, soothing sweet brew. 

Relaxed and oh so very sleepy, he laid down on a soft celestial cushion of ethereal clouds, where he slept for many nights and many days. The moons and stars and planets watched over him with loving care as he dreamed of running and laughing and dancing the jiggety-jig once again.

When finally Humpity awoke, he stood up tall, his face aglow with a silly grin. He had a deep knowing that he’d once again been united with his true self, with the Divine. 

With tears of elation, he grabbed the hand of Big She who had saved him and they danced the jiggety-jig around the Ivory Tower followed by waves of flower petals, hummingbirds and sprays of pickle juice. 

Then, turning his eyes toward the sky, Humpity reached out and hitched a ride on a passing star, setting sail across the silver skies to see what he could see.

Big She had soothed his broken soul with her heart of love and skills of old. Now, her work done, she rested. Rocking in her favorite chair, she sipped Echinacea and Elderberry tea while knitting a blanket of stars—beside her snoozing away lay her trusty friend and confidant, Luna, Goddess of the Moon Paws.

So, if you happen to see a bright gold and white light streaming across the night sky, look closely. For there will be Sir Humpity deDumpity Du, joyously singing and dancing on the tail of a comet.