It wasn't long before a few friends would be found,and, by far the closest and dearest of them was a young man who lived in the nearby town of Glendale.His name is Alan,and no matter the time or distance, he will always fly high in my thoughts.I'm not sure he ever has known that he was blessed by the other world,but, truly,he is.
He opened my eyes to the real world, away from the fast and furious insanity that passed for day to day life.Before I met him, I had noted beautiful sunsets and majestic vistas that could not be ignored by a blind man.But with him I learned to appreciate the fleeting and delicate jewels of the unspoiled woods that were more and more intrinsically becoming my home.I could stand in the freezing cold forever, noting and studying the rime of frost on brightly shaded blackberry brambles,marvelling at their delicate beauty.
It was with Alan that I first encountered the Fey, although at the time I didn't know it. I lost any fear I may have harboured of being with my baby alone in the woods.There was no place I would rather be than completely isolated in the middle of a deep forest.
It was on a soft summer afternoon that Alan,Becky and I had taken a picnic down to the lower meadow, to glory in the golden sunshine and listen to the buzzing bees.
Over the creek a small tree had fallen,spanning the water,bank to bank.Sunlight was filtering through the overhanging branches. It was such a beautifully inviting spot,I couldn't resist the urge to stretch out on the dead fall over the water.And Alan couldn't resist the urge to snap a picture.
It wasn't until the film was developed that we saw him.There he was, in plain sight,a small figure of a man, no more than a foot tall, sitting on the opposite end of the log from where I sat. He sat facing me, with his knees pulled up, staring right at me!He was surrounded by a golden glow.He had short , tightly curled hair , a largish nose and soft smiling eyes.
I was overcome with surprise that was quickly replaced by an overwhelming sense of peace.
I'm feeling the need to just sit back and savor this memory for awhile,so until later,Bless you!
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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