paths

part 2 the sags contiunes

i hear the stream beckoning me on. teasing me with its soft gurgles. My mouth waters, for a taste of the cool water. i long to throw off my cloths , and run throught the cool waters of the stream.
"patience " the voice tells me.
the wetness of the clothes start to hinder my movements . clinging to me as a second skin. raising my arms, i begin to slowy remove the sodden gown. dropping it slowly to the ground at me feet. taking in a deep breath of the night air, a feeling of freedom passes through me. slowly, i command my feet to move onward to where the stream calls out to me. calling to me.
"come  my child and drink of the clear water that is waiting for you"
the wind whispers softly throught the tree tops. as i look up, the leaves fall slowly downward in a spiral pattern. their ascend stopped , as the soft gentl breezes lift them upward again. for them only to pireoutte as they begin to fall . my eyes watch in amazement, having seen it before, but not paying attention to thier gracefullness.
stepping slowly down the root made stairs , and once again taking a slight turn. the stream comes into my view. gasping slight at the site of the small waterfall tht falls slowly down. sending up a mist of  white, that moves slowly upward.  standing there in awe of the beauty that is hidden so deeply in the dark abodeing forest. from behind me comes a low growl. my heart almost stops in fear. my head begins to turn in the direction of the unmenacing growl.
"do not turn. the time is near. walk to the stream and look into it."
the pounding of my heart fills my ears, as i step timidly to the stream.  looking into the stream , i see a reflection. one that puzzles me.
"sit and rest, for there is much for you to learn" comes from somewhere behind me.
obeying the voice, i sit upon a flat rock still warm from the days sun. allowing my hands to rest on my knees, my eyes looke at the darken tree line that the voice had come from. hopeing to catch a glance of whomever had led me here.
the night sounds beging to drift down to me. soft sounds of crikets rubbing thier legs together , from a distance comes the hooting of an owl, possible calling to its mate. even the night birds songs bring a calmness to me. almost lulling me to a soft slumber.
"emty your mind, and accept what is to become. open your heart to the ways of the old ones. embrace what you are ."
laying back on the hard flat rock, i close my eyes. before my closed eyes comes a tornadic swirling. colors of red , blue, green and yellow , entertwing to make different hues of colors. all strange but familar.
"the time is drawing near. watch the swirling colors and let them take you on the journey."
by breathing begins to slow , allowing my heart to slow also. from deep within , begins a slight pain, but i make no movement as if it was hurting me. my ears can hear the sounds of my bones cracking. tingline sensations bging to run through me. strange but so familiar. slowly a metaphois contiunes through my body. reshaping it. taking me bck to what once was. fear does not enter me, for a feeling of freedom comes over me.
slowly , i turn and look into the clear water of the stream.

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the arrow will take you on.
continure on to PATHS Part 3

from time to time i will add more to the saga. this story is based on my experiences with astral traveling..at first, i had no idea as to what this contiuues dream was about.  i do feel it is possible for us to travel or have O.B.E.s, and not really be aware that this is happeing to us. for me , it was a scarey thing at first. but once i became to understand and having the wisdom of the old ones bestowed on me, i no longer feared going to sleep at night. embracing things that i knew , and did not know from where the  knowledge came from.
as a human , we all believe differently about things . having our own per ception of what we expect or how things should be. i, myself, believe that all is possible once one opens theirselves up to what is around them.   and accept what is truely within ones being.    
i have been asked before how do i go bout my  *astral travels*. well to be honest, i have no set way of doing this. to me it comes natural. somet nights i can lay down , close my eyes , and i am there. other times , to achieve  the walking, i have to meditate. it all depends on you , the person, and how you feel about and believe. some may differ with me on this. but, we all have our own beliefs .
many have asked if it is possible for me to give them a  *reading*. no, that particular giift was not bestowed on me.
when reading this , keep in mind , that this is ......my perception of those times of my being on the astral plane.    everyones  perceptiong is different. what i see and feel, you may not. just keep this in mind when you read ........PATHS........
more to come on the saga next week.