So last night after coming home from the beach with a friend and taking a nice long shower to rid ourselves of the salty goodness that remained on our skins, we rested up and then set out on a moonlit walk through the forest. I had been feeling weird for the past day or so, but I knew with my friend that I had an anchor of sorts.
So as we set out upon the lunar trail through the woods, I felt an amazing feeling of excitement and togetherness about the moment. As if we were being led towards something that we indeed had set as meeting a point for this very moment. Fear began to creep up upon us as the night grew darker and our willow friends ever taller. Looking into each others eyes, hearts beating and feet shifting; we took hold of each other’s hands and pressed onward. Towards the dark void that we knew we must cross.
Bats flew past and critters crept along, yet the deeper we got, the more beautiful we realized this fear to be. There was comfort in it, as if, as if it was no longer there
The beauty in facing fears gave way to the trust in a bond that could never be broken; one of love, friendship and well something else
Next time you see fear waiting around the bend, greet her – she may just be trying to remind you of something of much more value; something that you may have asked her to show you yourself <3