Me: again in her fetal position, lay quietly in sleep as Melody sang into her blood bathed ear. It was mid-morning and Me had not yet woken. Freedom was in the woods behind searching for berries and water to drink.
Me’s eyes slowly opened. Immediately above her she recognized the huge umbrella of green that she could only sense above her body while in darkness the night before. It was a beautiful Oak. No words were immediately spoken. As Me pulled herself up and off the ground into a sitting position, she began to look around her and “take in” her chosen location of their first night in the Forest of Naked Slate.
The sight took her breath away. They were situated Continue reading “Society…”
Dark silence had filled the air. All that could be heard was Freedom’s labored breath and his hoof’s as they glazed against the surface dust of the earth. It was a cool night. There was no setting sun…no feeding of the diamonds…no basin of water to bathe before bed.
“Stop”… said Me. It is here that we will sleep. As she dismounted, her legs buckled from the weight of her body. This was the first time that her body had left the security of Freedom’s warm hold since leaving this morning. Able to only distinguish soft dark shapes around her: Me worked her way slowly to what looked to be a large unidentifiable tree. Continue reading “Spoken…”
My child: once you begin to listen to Soul you will see the world become a simple, more gentle land. All elements will be perceived more clearly and acutely. Colors will no longer confuse: creating surreal images around you. The world will become clear.
Know that when this chaos enters your space, you will not fear but embrace its visit with confidence that is all your own. You will listen: knowing what you believe. You will know this my child because you will love who you are. You will trust the emotions that you own.
Peace will settled in your heart.
Run my fawn throughout this land.
Allow thy legs set free.
Take upon thyself one task.
hopes you believed
…were only dreams.
Ghost in Me 1973