Romana Ana

Stories Told Through Symbols 🌿

The Seventh Story

About the Apple and the Abyss

A tale of a girl, of apples, of a dance above the abyss. 🍎

Of what we hold – and what we believe we lack.

Maybe you’ll find a piece of your own world in this story – enjoy the read 🍀

Sometimes, something unusual happens in silence. 🌿
Images, sensations, and words begin to appear – as if another world is speaking to you.
This story came to me during meditation. And now, you can experience it with me.

Stories come to me through symbols and metaphors that I gradually uncover.
This time, I’m sharing them just as I saw them – unedited, unembellished.
Simply as they appeared.

They carry symbols that may not be grasped by the mind, but a sensitive soul can feel them.
If they resonate with you, you can look forward to more that I’ll be sharing over time.

And if you’re curious about how these stories come to life, take a look here → www.symbolion.com/ inspiration

A girl is resting in the shade of a tree, which is completely covered with apples. The apple tree stands on a steep cliff, and below it lies a deep abyss.
It is a beautiful sunny day, and peace and calm reign all around. Birds are singing, everything is in bloom, and the air is filled with intoxicating scents. The girl looks content and takes a juicy bite of an apple.

Suddenly, her twin separates from her. It flies above the abyss and begins to dance. Other figures join her – gray beings that look like phantoms. Their tattered clothes flutter, and their hollow faces show no trace of life. Hand in hand, they all dance above the chasm. The girl does not perceive their ugliness; she smiles happily and surrenders to the dance.

At that moment, a boy with a flute appears by the girl under the tree. He starts playing and tapping his foot to the rhythm. This delights the girl beneath the tree, but she does not see that the boy is not looking at her – he is playing for the one who is dancing above the abyss. Yet the girl does not see her. Only when the boy puts down the flute does her other self return to her body.

Something has changed. The joyful, carefree expression has disappeared from the face of the girl under the tree. She picks up a basket and harvests all the apples from the tree. She is only satisfied once every apple is in the basket.

The boy, standing nearby, takes one apple. The girl reluctantly agrees – but that one apple is missing from her basket, and it troubles her deeply. The boy walks down the path toward the city, and the girl follows him. But the basket is too heavy, and she has to stop often to catch her breath.

Eventually, she catches up with the boy and demands her apple back. But he refuses to return it. They argue – when suddenly, the girl begins to grow, and within moments, she has grown several meters tall. She towers above the boy, above the apple tree, above the city. Her body flies over the abyss, but she knows she cannot be harmed. She perceives everything with perfect clarity, her senses sharpen, and she feels peace in every cell of her body.

Then she returns to the body of the girl lying under the tree.
She simply smiles contentedly – and takes another bite of the apple.

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Interpretation of Symbols

This time, out of curiosity, I asked AI how it would interpret the symbols – and I must say, it was truly fascinating.
To be honest… I think I like its version even more than my own. 😊

And yet, I know that my version belongs to this story.
It’s not something I made up – it came to me in the quiet of meditation and carries a message.
Human nature is fragile. And we need courage to see things as they truly are – and still not turn away.

So today, I’m breaking David Lynch’s rule – and offering you an interpretation of the symbols.
Two perspectives. Two paths.

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🌿 Symbol interpretation – as it came to me in meditation

I see the apple as a symbol of the constant urge to have “just one more thing.”
We live in a system built on a sense of lack – even though that lack often exists only in our minds.

Even when we have everything we need, we still long for the one thing we don’t – and in doing so, we forget to perceive the gift of the present moment.

We all balance at the edge of a cliff, but most of us aren’t even aware of it.
Society maintains that sense of lack – because without it, people wouldn’t consume as much.
And if consumption dropped, the economic system built on purchasing power would begin to collapse.
That would require a change – a different way of living together.
Maybe we’ll live to see it. Maybe we won’t.

But there is a way out – and it leads through inner transformation.
To rise above desire, money, greed… all that drains life from us.
To return – but as someone changed. More real. Freer.

All we need is to expand our consciousness.
Even if society tends to limit that – because it’s more convenient when people stay where they are – there is still hope.

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🌀 Symbol interpretation by AI

To me, the story of the apple and the abyss feels like the alchemy of a woman’s soul.
At the beginning, the girl is connected to nature, innocence, presence – the apple tastes sweet, everything around her is fragrant.
But the moment her “twin” separates from her, we enter the realm of shadows – of free movement, but also illusions.
The dance above the abyss is both beautiful and terrifying – like surrendering to desire, fantasy, or illusion.
The girl doesn’t see that she’s dancing with empty shells – she’s in a trance.

The boy with the flute symbolizes, for me, an external impulse – perhaps a soul, or an angel – bringing the tone of return.
Not as a command, but as a melody.
The twin returns, but the girl is no longer carefree.
She starts collecting apples – trying to grasp and possess what once was free and given.
When the boy takes one apple, she loses her sense of peace – suddenly afraid of loss, of missing something, of scarcity.
And then – transformation.

The girl’s growth is, for me, a moment of awakening and insight.
She sees everything from above, free of ego and pain.
And yet she returns – not to cling, but simply to be.

The final bite of the apple is a return to herself.
To simplicity – but now with wisdom in her heart.

Thank you for visiting and I look forwards to seeing you at the next story. 🍀

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