Cecilia/

Sacred.

Part 11. December 11th 2020.

 

Another evening on the path following the pawsteps of the little bundle of joy & life force Vayu The Whispering Wolf. They were being guided by Josephiel the Cloud Shrouding White Dragon floating in the air just above them through the valley,  heading towards the Mountain of Stillness and Silence.

 

Josphiel was of the opinion that wading through deep snow was no dragon business, taking to the wild blue yonder was.

 

Vayu had hidden a laugh within a yawn as he’d said “Let him believe he’s the one guiding us. There ain’t no better guide in this dimension than this very nose right here”.

 

Samantha was really enjoying these nightly hikes. They were usually on the move until just before midnight. Then they’d either find or build a shelter. For her, both Josephiel and Vayu were very clear about every time.

“For that somewhat frozen little human”, they would joke daily.

 

This evening they were getting close to their last hike among the trees. Shelter would probably be just above the treeline.

 

The glittering snow crystals reflected the Milky Way, or was it the other way around?

 

“Everything is a reflection”, Vayu said. “All the beauty you see in the world, all the things you reject, criticize or judge, they are all part of your perception reflecting back at you. That is why The Whispers are so powerful. Why you want them on your side. The Whispers are closer to Truth than the words you cover them with when you speak and think loud thoughts covering any possibility to perceive the most perceivable of them all. The Still Whispers of Your Soul. Only in stillness can you hear them. The Whispers.”

 

“Are you saying that this gorgeousness of diamondy glittery silver lives inside of me too?”, Samantha asked.

 

“Yes! And do you know what more lives inside of you?... 

Vayu went dead quiet.

 

“Come on, are you going to tell me?” 

 

Vayu did not move. He did not even flinch. 

Samantha looked up in the direction his eyes stared. Holy moly…. Was that an avalanche? There was no sound, so there could not be, right?

 

The sparkly cloud of glittery-moon-reflecting-snow-star-dust rushing down the mountain slope was the size of a jumbo jet.  As the diamond-dust evaporated something took shape where the sparkle settled.

 

“Mum!”, Josephiel twirled in the air, somersaulted towards them.

 

Right in front of Samantha and Vayu, the largest, grey-sparkling dragon anyone could possibly imagine.

 

“Enchanted”, she exhaled. “Mama D welcomes you all.”

 

-       Cecilia Götherström , December 11th 2020.