Spirit Guide
She walks through an open path in the woods, her thin, white dress following behind her. She looks at her unfamilliar surroundings, knowing them all too well. The sun is bright, its rays kissing her skin with their warmth. Her bare feet are caressed by the grass underneath herwith each graceful step. She sees herself walking, rather than seeing the scene in first person, her dark brown hair shining copper in the light of the mid-morning. She looks through the trees, watching the amazing colors of the birds as they lead her to her destination. Never straying from her path, she remains focused on her end result. Finally, she reaches the end the path, nothing in front of her but a thick wall of trees and brush. Taking a step closer, she attempts to pry them open, but her attempts are useless. she spends what seems like hours trying to fight her way in, until finally she steps back. Accepting that this could be the end of her journey. As you wish, she whispers to the forest. And then, as if by magic, the trees slowly begin to separate, revealing a large circle clearing. She steps inside and feels the air around her change. Warmer, heavier. The animals of the forest are there to greet her. Everything is running around in beautiful chaos, trying to distract her from her true destination.
And there he is. He walks slowly, majestically, as if not to frighten her. Stopping mere inches from her, he lowers his head. The animals around them stop. She raises her hand to the top of his head and starts to stroke his fur. Tears fall silently from her eyes and she hugs him, his warmth the greatest comfort on this journey that she thought she was making alone. They share their thoughts, never speaking a word, and then she understands. Finding the moose was only the beginning of her journey. Her life purpose is not a decision for her to make, it is predestined, and the moose is to help guide her. His wisdom is as old as the trees, his strength a way to show her protection. They lay down in the clearing, listening to the birds as the sun slowly fades away. And as she slowly drifts off to sleep, she feels the moose beside her, protecting her. Oh yes, this is only the beginning. <3
And there he is. He walks slowly, majestically, as if not to frighten her. Stopping mere inches from her, he lowers his head. The animals around them stop. She raises her hand to the top of his head and starts to stroke his fur. Tears fall silently from her eyes and she hugs him, his warmth the greatest comfort on this journey that she thought she was making alone. They share their thoughts, never speaking a word, and then she understands. Finding the moose was only the beginning of her journey. Her life purpose is not a decision for her to make, it is predestined, and the moose is to help guide her. His wisdom is as old as the trees, his strength a way to show her protection. They lay down in the clearing, listening to the birds as the sun slowly fades away. And as she slowly drifts off to sleep, she feels the moose beside her, protecting her. Oh yes, this is only the beginning. <3