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Magnificent Me

The Secret of the Stone

By Sherry Guyberson

once upon a time there was a girl they called jillian
Once upon a time there was a girl they called Jillian.

On her 10th birthday she received a strange gift. This gift was said to have the power to change her life


Her journey was terrifying at times, because you never know who or what awaits you in the here, there or anywhere

in the great beyond..


Take the journey with Jillian as she explores the universe,

from the

outside - in!

She was accompanied by Illianna, a beautiful white mare that helped guide her until she reached the

Trinity Of Time.

In her quest to unlock the secret of this stone she

traveled to strange lands and found the

wisdom of the ages in the most

peculiar places.

She learned how to create the future and was given the gift

to understand the power she held

in a new and

brilliant light.


Amazing bugs and birds and butterflies, flowers and trees. 

Some were so close you could see the tiniest details.

A dragonfly smiling, the feathery antennae of a moth, and tiny suction cup toes stuck to the camera lens.

Sometimes when she looked at the pictures

she could find things that she had not seen before. 

One time she asked her aunt,

“How does that happen?”

With a big smile her aunt said, “I think it depends

on what you are looking at, or looking for.  It

depends on what you are focusing on at the time.

When you are looking for more, you WILL find it."

I Am beautiful! she thought.

“Oh yes, you are


came a voice

from the empty


Standing beside her was an

iridescent white mare with

silver and gold braids.

"The next time you start to get scared of something, maybe you’ll think about how you are judging what you don’t know!"  Twilla said swaying to imaginary music. 

“That is a beautiful stone you possess."

"Thank you.  Do you know anything about it? 

Is it special?" 

"Of course it is special.  It belongs to you doesn't it?  Maybe it is how you focus on the stone.  What if you are the one to make it magic?” 

“Jillian, have I helped you in any way?”  Elora asked politely. 

“Oh yes!  Thank you!  You have

helped me to

focus on focusing! 

Especially when it’s right

in front of me!” 

You’re talking to me.

“Yes I am.” 

But I’m not talking, I’m thinking.

“Yes, I am too,” the horse replied. 

How can you hear what I’m thinking? 

“I just asked what you were thinking and I could then hear you.”

Zen said, 

“The world you find yourself

in while dreaming or awake,

everyone and everything

you create first

in your mind.” 

Jillian read the labels on the glass vials;

“Essence of Clarity, to see and to know”

“Essence of Gratitude, to feel thankful”

“Essence of Faith, a calm knowing inside”


“Essence of Joy, a feeling of such happiness

it must be shared”

“Well, where are all of the other kits hiding?” a voice said from the edge of the meadow. 

Jillian turned to see a


“That one looks like a

heart,” the rabbit said

watching the clouds

as they passed by.

“My thoughts do create my feelings!”   

Jillian said in amazement.

“How would you like to feel that kind of happiness all the time?” it said. 

Jillian started to laugh and wipe the tears from her eyes.  “Is that possible?” 

“That's up to you Jillian!” 

Mirabella shook her head, “Without the gift of the stone, you wouldn’t be here.  This quest and the ones that will follow, I’m sure you’ll soon agree that you wouldn’t have missed them for the world.”

Jillian’s eyes got really big.  That’s true. Can there really be something neat hiding in every disappointment?   Illianna nodded.

“You must learn to go with the flow,” Mirabella said smoothing out Illianna’s hoof prints in the sand with her big bunny feet.

“It’s tough to be up stream

without a paddle or a boat! 

Listen to your tum-ometer telling you to

let go and let God take you downstream.”

“Sooner or later the bees learn,” Mirabella said nodding her head at Illianna. 

“Learn what?” Jillian asked as she squinted, trying to see into the rain. 

“That everything has a purpose.  Without the rain the flowers wouldn’t grow.  So it certainly doesn’t make any sense to waste their energy being mad at what is.” 


Is this the stream?

Jillian wondered. 

“Love is one choice

fear is the other,”

she heard a voice say. 

You have to choose to love or to fear. 

Every choice comes down

to these two directions.


Do you know why you are here?

Jillian heard a voice inside her say.

“Yes, I Am exploring, remembering, creating. 

That is all I have to do!”

 With her eyes closed, she could see a

brilliant white light burst outward

from her chest in all directions. 

Standing breathless she slowly

opened her eyes as the tears began to fall.

It was as if she were a string on a harp

quivering in the sun.

She knew this was the pure

white light of God’s love.

This was her, but older.  The older Jillian took

her paintbrush and titled the painting


She closed her eyes and said out loud,

“Thank you for your unconditional,

infinite love.  I painted your

portrait, though I don’t create

as well as you.


Jillian smiled and looked down at the pouch around her neck. 

It was still glowing pink. 

When she looked back up to Illianna

she was gone.

“Illianna, will I ever see you again?”

Jillian asked hugging her. 

“I will be in your heart until the next time we meet. There are many others that will help you too. You will meet them when the time is right.” 

As Illianna started to walk away she said

over her shoulder,

“No one wants to see a frown, think of me and turn it upside down.” 


Chapter 1:

Never Enough

 Chapter 2:

Party Time

 Chapter 3:

The Stupidest Gift Ever

Chapter 4:

The Journey Begins

Chapter 5:

The Opposite of Love

 Chapter 6:

Divine By Nature

 Chapter 7:

Wisdom From the Mother

Chapter 8:

Trusting the Feelings

  Chapter 9:

Trinity of Time

 Chapter 10:

A New Heart, New Eyes

Chapter 11:

A New Chapter in Forever

























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Photos by Sherry Guyberson

Illustrations by Janice Clarke