We continue our little parable of Grace Sophia and the trials and travails of her flagship company ‘Self Incorporated’.
Within 24 hours Grace was sitting in the CEO’s office at Self Incorporated’s crystal like headquarters.
In front of her stood an anxious Will, accompanied by a young stranger who looked vaguely familiar.
‘Will, you can relax – I’m here to take a big load off your shoulders.’
Will wasn’t sure what that meant, tending to the belief that he was about to take his place among the great mass of unemployed that walked the streets of broken humanity.
‘Come here’, Grace whispered firmly, beckoning the shell-shocked executive closer with an outstretched arm.
What happened next was not what Will had expected.
Getting up from her classy CEO chair Grace flung her arms around Will as she began to cry.
‘Thank you Will for trying to keep ‘Self’ afloat in the absence of Ruach.’
A stunned Will automatically fell to his knees, sobbing deeply as he collapsed further into a crumpled heap on the luxury pile carpet. A long angst filled wail eerily pierced the surreal atmosphere as Will felt the burdens of the past months fall away, replaced by a lightness flooding back into his dark empty being.
Glancing upwards Will could just make out the form of the stranger leaning over him as he became aware of his salty tears trickling their way onto his parched tongue. Somehow he sensed a familiar energy flowing from this man, now embracing him in his brokenness. Where had he felt this strange connection before?
‘Will, I want to introduce you to someone; meet Rukah, Ruach’s younger brother. He’ll be taking over his position as from today.’
Yes, now it all fell into place; the strange knowing and even stranger flow of energy. Will had first felt it, the day ‘Self’ had been launched; an introductory handshake from Ruach being the channel for the empowering Life surge. During their time together in management it had never left him.
As Will tentatively rose to his feet a new management team was birthed that would restore the fortunes of ‘Life Incorporated’. Will’s gifts would come back into play alongside the new boy Rukah and the wise oversight of Grace Sophia.
‘And now gentlemen, let’s go see my workers. Will, you lead the way.’
As the three executives walked onto the shop floor, the employees of ‘Self Inc.’ couldn’t believe their eyes. They’d never expected to see their founder Grace once more walking among them. Their hearts were pulled this way and that by the turbulence of conflicting emotions; the fear of losing their jobs and the sheer relief at seeing the missing entrepreneur back in their midst. The stranger and a freshly confident Will, only added a sense of puzzlement to the psychic cocktail.
Grace looked around the hushed gathering with a knowing gaze before striding purposefully towards the recent participants of the shop floor confusion. Her dancing eyes sparkled as she unexpectedly reached out her hand to each and every one of them, ignoring the reflexive stuttering, that attempted to issue from their dry mouths. Words, however, seemed meaningless in the reactivated chemistry that once more flowed between ‘Self Inc.’s’ founder and her creative and skillful workforce.
As if by magic a harmonious cry rang out, echoing its way around the shiny factory walls.
‘Welcome back mam. We’re sorry we let you down. You know we’re proud to work for you.’
And so the once great company was reborn; a restored enterprise in creativity and unity.
Of course changes were made. Grace granted the workforce an even greater role than before, each employee enjoying the freedom to walk into her office and share his/her creative ideas for ‘Self Inc.’ Rukah and Will unsurprisingly hit it off together as Grace’s charisma flowed through the pair to permeate the whole company.
Competitors were amazed; ‘Self Incorporated’ were well and truly back in business; back where they belonged.