In a forgotten bog, a soul digs not for riches, but for recollection.
You’re in a boggy marsh, digging for gold. After a little while, you uncover a few pieces of silver. But you know, deep down, that something greater lies buried deeper. Something you hid here long ago.
So you take your silver and use it to buy a tent and tools. You set up camp in this watery wasteland and begin excavating in earnest. No one believes in what you’re doing. They call you crazy. And no one helps. The place is filthy, forgotten, and bleak. But you stay, because you know. You’re not just digging for gold. You’re digging for a part of yourself that has been lost.
You keep going until finally, the silver runs out. There’s nothing left. You’re tempted to walk away. But instead, you put everything on the line and keep going.
Digging carefully now, guided by instinct, you tunnel day and night. Just as your finally energy reserves dwindle, and all hope is nearly gone, you find it. Not gold. Not jewels. But a cross. A huge, weathered, wooden cross, buried deep beneath the bog.
You pause, stunned. It’s not what you were expecting. But in some strange way, it’s right. It’s not something that’s worth anything in the world, but it’s worth everything to you. This is who you are. It’s what you’ve been digging for. The symbol of where you’ve come from, and the promise of your future. The pattern ingrained into the shape of your soul.
You break off a piece of the cross and tuck it into your pocket as a totem. It’s not gold—you can’t sell it—but it’s yours. And it’s worth more than money.
Torch in hand, you begin the long climb back to the surface. And when you emerge…the world has changed.
The boggy wasteland is gone. In its place is a garden. Trees are blooming. Lush grass is flourishing. The air is sweet. The sun is warm. You’re no longer alone. People are here. And they share what they have. Everyone is living in freedom and abundance.
You don’t need gold. You never did.
What you found beneath the surface wasn’t treasure. It was you. In becoming yourself fully, everything you once lacked is now freely given.
You live in a new world. One where wealth is not measured in gold, but in love.
And so you walk forward as your own truest self—and the world rises to meet you.
