" What do you wish?... This moment, tell me your greatest desire..."
I want to hang the freshly washed white cloth on the clothes line,.. out back...
The wicker basket wedged between my arm and waist creaks with every step
as we approach the line and the golden sunbeams enter my eyes sending chills
through my spine.
The line stretches out before me. I take the first white cloth and shake out the twisted experience of being wrung out. There is a snap and a flicker that sails off into the air.
I smile, the intention is clear as I pin, " Start new... Start fresh..."
I let go and watch the line carry the vibrational dance of Freedom.
The elements converge to do their part. The wind swirls along and through.
The Sun radiates its energy and Truth.
The souls of my feet planted firmly in the Earth, my Spirit soars on the
Winds of Change. I am here and everywhere.
My Crow friend signals the cloth is ready.
"Yes?... Oh! Thanks!" I say as my dusty bare feet move
to bring my hand to the dancing new cloth.
I place it into the basket,.. but first
I hold it to my Heart,.. once again.