It was a beautiful day as Me, Freedom and Melody left the water’s edge. Sun’s rising filled the sky with overwhelming pinks and blues. She knew these were Me’s favorite colors. Sun also knew that this was her last shared moment before the journey took her treasured friends away. This was her final embrace. It was now in Me’s control: her journey to fill her Naked Slate; her travels to unite with her Soul. Sun had confidence in her conviction of Freedom as her guardian and Melody her interpreter and guide.
Their departure: a wrenching turmoil of emotion.
Me, Freedom and Melody decided they each needed to say their own private goodbye. Parting in separate directions: drawing all emotion inward, they took their final walk in this beautiful land that they called home.
Me loved the shoreline. She began to inhale giant gulps of the fresh air dancing toward her as the waves lapped up onto the sand over her bare feet. Water cascaded between her toes. Filling her lungs deeply she became dizzy losing her balance, falling to her knees. Looking to the east she caught sight of Sun’s gift that morning; her colors pink and blue. Sun had not lost sight of Me since her early rising. Her morning light quivered as cloud cover hid her moistened rays. She was silent. She could not respond. The journey had begun.
Freedom took his favorite path up onto the bluff where he and Me slept many nights. Walking the hazardous course, his feet stable in their grasp of the earth, he chuckled as he reflected on the numerous times Me would clutch his thick mane grasping the safety that Freedom gave her as they climbed the bluff together. Once settled in their favorite bed on earth, watching the stars that ran through the universe; Me would snuggle into Freedom’s warm belly. Freedom would then wrap his head and big leaf-like ear’s over as much of Me’s small frame as he could. He loved his ears. For so many years mocked and ridiculed for their size, he always believed they had more purpose than just to hear. Suddenly, instinctually, he gazed down toward the shoreline looking for Me, searching for confirmation of her safety. Me was just below. Freedom loved Me beyond words. He too was afraid, questioning his ability to protect Me during this journey of the unknown. As he stared into the water’s horizon a vision of Adam came into sight. Calm soon began to fill his body as Adam whispered into his ear reassured words describing his tremendous physical and mental strength.
Melody returned to her favorite birch tree. Her small tummy was anxious and trembling. She knew nothing about anything. She only knew her duty was twofold: Guide and Interpreter. As Guide she was to lead Me outside of her comfort zone in search of uniting with Soul. As Interpreter: once outside of her comfort zone, when confusion would overcome, Melody would fulfill her greatest duty Interpreter of Me’s Soul.
It was mid-morning before Melody, Freedom, and Me broke camp and were on their way.
Chick a dee dee dee
Chick a dee dee
Melody… where are we going? said Me.
We are on our way to somewhere, my child.
How can we be on our way to somewhere not knowing where somewhere is?
Somewhere is not a located place, my child.
Somewhere is inside…inside of You.
We will know when we arrive, for You will know.
Me looked at Melody confused.
Silence filled the air.
The day was beginning to feel the afternoon sun. It was the time of day when the diamonds visited the water’s basin as Sun worked toward touching the earth. Me could feel it. She wept. She missed the peace that the diamonds brought to her during this time of day.
Why do you weep my child? Melody softly spoke.
I hurt inside Melody. I loved where I was and I do not know where I am going. I now understand. I now see that as Sun would find her settled ground and the diamonds faded into the sea, I would electrify, feeling connected, feeling safe, feeling free.
My child listen to your words, feel your emotions. Could this emotion be etching into your Naked Slate? Are you missing the diamonds out of habit or are you missing the diamonds because they are part of who you are?
They are a part of me Melody. They are who I am.
Then my child, do not be afraid of their loss, be joyful for their discovery. Be comforted knowing that you will forever seek Sun and her diamonds, for they define who you are.
Silence filled the air…
Hours filled the time.
Me struggled as she tried to understand Melody’s message. Her head was swimming. She closed her eyes. With both arms, she tightly squeezed Freedom’s warm neck sensing his comfort. She became aware of her tiny satchel against her body separating their touch. Settling into calm; she slept.