A past life memory dream.
It was chilly on this spring day but my friend had called me. Told me there was something she had to show me. That's why we are standing on the bank of this creek in a beautiful field of tall grass.
"There's something I need you to see. Just come with me,"
I step down into the water. The stream tugs at our legs with its cold hands.
She always loved this field and the creek. During the summer, the grass would be cut short, and kids would come and play games. The water would be warm and gentle. The rest of the time though this was a wild space. Free and living and dangerous in a way only wild things can be.
"It's just down here a ways,” she said. “Where it bends and makes that pool."
She led me further down the path of the waterway. Ahead there was a gentle curve to the creek and a wider part where it opened into a pool. The water got just deep enough to swim in until the summer sun greedily drank it up.
As we walked into the pool, the cold water reached up to my chest, making my breath quicken. Weeds and reeds were growing thickly in this area, making it so we had to swim to keep from being tangled.
"You loved this place so much. I know how happy it always made you to just swim and be yourself here."
We both treaded water at the deepest point. Our teeth clattering a little and skin pale from the cold.
"When I found you so much at peace, I took your picture and didn't tell anyone. You would want this to be our little secret. Our own private little joke on the people that never understood you." We looked down together. Below our feet tangled in weeds and small branches that had drifted down the stream.
So serene and peaceful...
My body lay.
We both looked up and locked eyes—hers so filled with tears and pain still.
"I took pictures and sent them to you. So you would be remembered. So you would remember that I loved you."
Beloved Candy Russell, The Changling Witch. Fae/faer
