A beautiful Sylph came riding through the sky, from her cloud-formed face she looked down on me and smiled. I saw her lips move but no words could I hear, they could only be felt. Sensations moved through me quickly, and then each one would melt. I was feeling a tug from my solar plexus, a hand formed from a breeze gently pushed at my back. It was clear this was no time to ponder, haste was at hand so I didnt look back. I knew then where I had to go...called to where the Stone People circled in the forest grove. Why was I being summoned to their council? I felt my curiosity grow. Upon my arrival I went to the center stone, closed my eyes and began to align....thats when my spirit began to swell and rise up through my spine. It grew to an enormous size, and vision grew sharp within my eyes. My body was left behind, conscious awareness grew acute. The energy around me sizzled and popped in the distance I heard the footfalls of soft boots. My spirit was drawn through a sheer veiled curtain, as the portal opened I could hear water spilling over rocks. I looked around I saw the falls, and began, then, from this new environment to take stock. It was from behind a tree to my left that there came a wavering image taking form before me. As it became solid I began to blink my eyes, there stood an Eflin mage, his robes were the depth of the forest so green. Upon his chest he wore a bronze medallion scribed with runes clearly seen. His image seemed to step from off the pages of a tale told from ages past. His long white hair nearly swept the ground, in his left hand he held a braided staff. Studded with glowing blue stones it filled the hollow of the tree beside him with their neon light. He tapped it three times upon the ground, the air sizzled and filled with tiny dancing sparkling lights. Thats when they gathered and shimmered before me as a vision began to appear. Within it I saw a lush mountain valley, split by a flowing river that sang its soft melody to fill my ears. Time within itself did fold, and then I heard the words he spoke. This is the face of your Earth Mother, see her breasts as they rise. See her open heart reaching up into the skies. She is meant to be returned to this beauty, her wounds and scars can be healed. Into your hands, and those of your friends, I place an energy essence that this vision shall seal. You must hold the vision true to form and share the message with them when you meet today. As you speak these words, once again the vision will display. Let them hold it in their hearts, and let all your hearts join as one voice. The magic only serves when with your free will you make this healing choice. For it is charged with just one duty, it is only meant for the Mother to heal. And that can only come about when you summon it by what your hearts truly feel. Then in an instant he was gone, and I was suddenly surrounded by a throng. There were the forest creatures big and small, Elves and the Wizards one and all. Upon their faces they wore bright smiles, their laughter carried on the wind for miles. Like the tinkling of distant bells it sounded, my spirit filled with joy as I grounded. Sensing then as it begin to shrink back down in size, I knew Id been seeded by the look in all their eyes. And now dear friends, weve been asked, to fulfill this honored task. I heard the Elfin Wizard say, Weave the sacred task into the prayers you speak today. Do this so all your global Sisters and Brothers hear the need of their Earth Mother. Do this so the essence will spread, to lift her up from her sick bed. Those who had gathered began to circle and sing, I stood at the center of this sacred ring. I felt their song into my heart seep. Each word, like a tendril of the forest roots, sank deep. Such an enchanting, joy-filled sound, emerged from those who had gathered round. I felt the shuffling of their feet vibrate through the ground. Now we join as one to summon you here, follow the sounds that ring in your ears. Step to center circle as you arrive, for then the vision with its message for you will come alive. At that point the choice will be yours. You may leave or stay and weave with love, it is not meant to be a chore. I have chosen the honor to stay, I hope you will all feel the same way. Whats that I hear? Is it the hiss of Dragons? Why yes, I think it is. They are surely sniffing around looking for brimstone hoping that weve brought them that gift. And I can see our dear Wizards licking their lips, a distant look in their eyes. I can tell they, too, are hoping that they receive a delicious surprise. They dont know it but Ive lots of brimstone bits and blueberry muffins in my sack. Ill wait for all of you to arrive before I start to unpack. That way I wont be attacked. LOL See you when you get here!
Posted on: Sun, 08 Jun 2014 15:40:01 +0000
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