Installment 5: The Legend of Unconditional Love, The Wren

“This legend is of the old wren,” started Ben. “The wren is a very small bird, sometimes unnoticed by common people. It is humble and straight forward as it goes about its daily work—much like the Roma’ folk. But there is also a mystery in this small bird, as known by the gypsies and forest people.

“The Roma could see this wren as an elf-life creature, easily moving in and out of dark spaces, shadows and small openings in tree trunks. As soon as it walked into a shaded spot, it disappeared. No one could tell where.

“They knew it to be a mysterious being and sometimes showed up as a human to perform a special deed. Usually something important that needed to be did. Some Euro-people believe that Gypsies can slip in and out of dimensions that way. They are sometimes fearful of us because they do not understand. People always fear what they do not understand. They believe we can become invisible.”

Joseph was fascinated with Ben’s story. But one thing captured is thoughts after he had a moment to digest the words along with the food.

Ben mentioned the elders, the celestial elders. Are these the same beings that I dream about, I wonder?

The flames from the camp fire began to smolder and glow. Joseph could hear small cracks and pops. The sunset seemed to creep on them so quickly and leave a heavy crimson and burgundy glow on the camp. The shadows moved in a strange and eerie way, stealing visions and taking thoughts. All seemed protected in this valley encampment, but it was unusual to see this strange movement. Being in Ben’s presence made him feel sure things were fine.

Ben had moved behind the tented area and was taking care of something that needed to be tended to. Joseph had been thinking of how beautiful that time of the day was. His mind floated for a moment to the story Ben had just told him about the wren.

He looked around and did not see Ben anywhere. Then he showed up in a different part of the camp. It seemed unusual and normal at the same time. Joseph decided his eyes must be tired and blinked a couple of times.

It all reminded him that it was getting late. His eyes began to droop and he shook his head in such a way trying to wake himself and be attentive. He wanted so badly to stay awake and listen all night to Ben tell of his experiences.

Ben knew Joseph was sleepy. He took out a blanket from his tent and handed it to the boy. There was plenty of time to talk and get to know each other later. As Ben went into the tent again, Joseph wrapped himself in the blanket and stretched out on the bench he had been sitting on. He knew it was an invitation to stay the night and he was very thankful to the new friend for his kindness.

Ben took a few minutes to clear the table, wash out the plates and pot and prep the camp for night. After smoking from a pipe for a few minutes, he fell asleep in the big wooden chair nearest the fire.

Taken from Chapter 10 – Meeting Ben Garran

Copyright 2019, Melissa Leath

Installment 3, The Legend of Unconditional Love — Follow the Sun

Joseph had traveled miles walking by himself for hours. Even though he knew nothing about Pennsylvania, he had made it on foot into this state. There were no signs to indicate where he was, because he traveled on secondary roads and pathways. But he could tell it felt different.

The Sun seemed to feel so warm on his face. Joseph had always felt drawn to the Sun since he could remember. If the sun could have talked to him, they would have had long conversations. The vibrations he got from it felt comforting and there was some kind of dialog going on inside his head. Joseph always talked to himself in his head, like there were two of him at the same time.

But this time, there was another voice in his head. There was someone talking in his head! It was a different voice than what he remembered. Different, but also familiar.

The voice gave Joseph the general direction to go – “Follow the Sun. Always follow the Sun.”

Was he talking to himself? Or was someone or something else helping him? The vague dreams about the sun seemed to be validated with this waking voice. Someone was telling him the direction to go.

It has been said that we all have a guardian angel or special guide that helps us in our lives. This is someone that cannot be seen, not a real person but you know they are there. Could this special voice be a guide?

Joseph remembers small pieces of the past three days. His vision was blurry, but he thought he remembered seeing a fuzzy, unclear figure far ahead of him, motioning him to follow.

Looking around, Joseph finds a soft grassy spot that he could rest. The day was ending, darkness was coming on. As he puts the back pack down, he looks inside to see what was there. He opened a juice pack that Liv had given him and found a peanut butter and jelly sandwich too. He remembered her kindness. His mind wandered for a few minutes to the peanut butter and banana sandwich his mom made him the morning before the fire.

The fire.

His mind was all over the place: the sandwich his mom made him, the smoke, running and running, feeling lost, feeling exhausted.

His mind was tired, his body was tired, his stomach was full now and he drifted off to sleep. His sleep was fitful and restless. But there was a vivid dream. A group of cloaked beings, with hoods covering their heads, appeared in different wooded areas helping him find his way. They pointed him in certain directions. They were always helpful. He felt comfort with them being there to help.

Then they spoke to him in the dream. For the first time he heard them say something. “When Alpha and Omega come together, you will know who we are and why you are here.”

The message did not make any sense. Even after he woke up, that part of the dream was puzzling. He did not even understand what Alpha and Omega was.

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