The Red Robin on the Path ….continued

Startled and also anticipating a walk with some adventure in it , her thoughts turned to the

stone that had hit the window . It had reminded her that the stillness inside was a temporary

state and that the wildness of nature has much say on any given day .

She liked feeling close to the trees and to the sky . And to the elements has they came …

and then went . She once mentioned this to a stranger some years ago and he merely looked

at her with nothing much to say . A pity she thought since it could have been a delightful

conversation .

“oops” there I go again she thought , wandering in my thoughts . This day won’t last forever …

The Red Robin on the Path

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The Red Robin on the Path

Each step down the hall was light so that the cold floor just barely teased her bare feet .

Warm cup of tea in hand she headed towards a sweater . The raucous sounds of the winds

had quieted a bit now and the tension in the air had dissipated .

She began humming nothing in particular and it was , after all , absentminded .

The preparations for an outing continued . The anticipation for having an adventure was

revealing itself in the beats of her heart . The well worn softness of her favorite sweater being

pulled down over her head was comforting and brought a smile to her face . “Mmmmm….” as

she stretched . A light heartedness came over her and her thoughts became most optimistic .

Pausing at the window nearest to her bed …” how are the birds doing in all of this wind…

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Each step down the hall was light so that the cold floor just barely teased her bare feet .

Warm cup of tea in hand she headed towards a sweater . The raucous sounds of the winds

had quieted a bit now and the tension in the air had dissipated .

She began humming nothing in particular and it was , after all , absentminded .

The preparations for an outing continued . The anticipation for having an adventure was

revealing itself in the beats of her heart . The well worn softness of her favorite sweater being

pulled down over her head was comforting and brought a smile to her face . “Mmmmm….” as

she stretched . A light heartedness came over her and her thoughts became most optimistic .

Pausing at the window nearest to her bed …” how are the birds doing in all of this wind ? ” she

thought . ” They know what to do . An internal , ancient guidance alive and well in their veins

unlike humans with so much left to the fickle fate of wants and desires . ” She twirled and

twirled again humming louder and her feet warm with woolen socks .

THUD . She jumped , just a little . A small rock had been kicked up by a random wind and hit a

window pane .

……to be continued

A Red Robin on the Path …..

The winds picked up strength and caused the window panes to rattle fiercely . A shiver ran up

her spine as a small gasp escaped from in between her lips . This morning’s outing was

seeming to evolve into a challenge . The tea was ready and she cliched the cup , mellowing

with the warmth , feeling soothed and her spirit revived . ” I could loose myself in a day such

as this one ” she said aloud absentmindedly .

Can you loose yourself in the wanderings of the heart ? Or is that exactly when

you find yourself ? Now back to our story ….

Glancing down the hall she caught sight of her fine , woolen scarf . A deep purple , soft and

with a delicate weave of subtle earth tones interspersed . Perfect for today’s outing .

The enthusiasm for the new day was ignited in her spirit by her love of the unknown alongside

the comforts of home . “Snap to it ! ” she thought . Time to get ready or this day will be gone !

…….to be continued

A Red Robin on the Path : I Awoke Inside of a Dream…continued

As her bare feet touched to cold , brick floor her thoughts of adventure went elsewhere .

Instead she focused on the kettle for tea . A moment later a bit of rustling amongst the trees

outside had her thoughts wandering and wondering again . ” Do trees have a language all of

their own ? Do they feel it when I lean against them ? ” Slowly her head turned towards the

kitchen window and dreamily she looked out at the trees . Suddenly …

A powerful gust , practically roaring , churned things up . Startled , just a bit , she turned her

attention towards the kettle . Hmmmmm that warm cup of tea will surely feel good going down

and just then the steam set off the whistle .

Soon she will be readying herself to head out ….into a possible wind storm .

To be continued ….

A Red Robin on the Path : I Awoke Inside of a Dream

The morning arrived in an unbearably bright way for someone who had been deeply

Sleeping, One eye slowly opened so as to take a peek about . ” Alright then ” she thought as

she opened the other one with caution . All seemed well so she stretched and wriggled and

yawned . Images of tree branches were cast upon the walls by the light and a particularly

vocal bird was trumpeting with , what could only be described as , urgency .

She began taking stock of her thoughts and intentions for the day ahead . She dared

to wonder , just for a second , if this day would bring adventure .

…….to be continued

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