#14

a fox in a moment of magic little beams of light to deeply connect to the world in a way others can’t asks the question which way to go directions asks itself there is no fear of choosing the wrong way the world is an opportunity yes it walks stepping into the uncomfortable space to…

moving through the denseness of a forest

in a place  where there are millions of trees leaves create a temporary barrier palm leaves brush past you while moving forward  doesn’t matter the pace  slow or moving fast through greenery the air is thick with dew and distant birds animals calls echo reverberating off the stems  shaking moving through  underneath a canopy of…

to bring her back

The old man had a sense of direction that some would call uncanny. It was a gift to know where to go in a moment’s notice. Trouble was, it always came up in the moment. Not days or years ahead. No. It was was precisely in a moment. Sometimes they were questions that took years…

the twelve paintings

The day after the rain stopped, the girl came upon a kind of cave. It was a makeshift shelter built from the natural deepening of the rock. There were twelve paintings or groupings of markings inside.  It was evening and the light from the moon was the only way she could see inside. Tracing her…

dense night

Sometimes, darkness covered the land and sky with a density so thick, you could almost touch it. There was nothing to be agraid of, but when everything was very still. So quiet, not a word, it was hard not to feel as though something lurked and loomed from the outer edges of the deepness. Staring…

the sea of flowers that covered the land

One day as she was walking, bright vibrant spots of color captured her attention. Looking around it was as though she was in a sea filled with bits of a broken rainbow. She realized they were hundreds of flower petals of all shapes and sizes. Each with their delicate silky edges drifting past her feet…

all at once

She lied back onto a great grey speckled boulder arching her back against it closing her eyes to the sun. Its surface was warm, smooth and comforting, grounding her back into the present. Being against this great rock, it was as if she could hear inside the rock to its soul. Like a vibrating whisper,…

the five questions 

To get back to the stream from the mountains and through the forest. Back nearby the old small house where incense sometimes drifted from the windows. Back to the place where she would float on top of the water. Where she would skip stones across the flat surfaces of side pools of water that collected…

beyond the veil

Imagine that the night sky is a blanket made of deep velvet that you could wrap around you. A bird with dark wings flies by. Qiuetly. Softly. Barely makes a sound. Sound of a whisper. Just a flicker of motion in the dimly lit sky. Reflected back in the still water below. The girl thinks…

bed under starry skies

She had a dream of being in a house.  She had a dream of being surrounded by loving, welcoming, smiling people. These were not the same dreams. She felt safe again. She wasn’t sure if she should, but in the dream, she realized both in the house and at the place with many people, that…