November 25, 2020
Continued fromImplications of Our Actions.
And the tear that
Now
Fell-
Down
Chaitanya’s cheek
Was not for himself
But—
For
The
One
Whom
He cherished.
The one he knew
He had failed
To remember…
“Dearest Chaitanya, 1008 lifetimes have you and I together traversed the Universe. Always I am with you. Always…you forget me. Always you get yourself into trouble!”
The boy lowers his eyes and stares at his feet. The girl, lifts his chin with a gentle touch of her hand (smiling), “But you know my heart is stronger than that!” Both he and she laughing now at the realization of the dream within the dream, settle back into a state of ease:
Arielle continues.
“When the dark-mist rose (as it so often does), when we walked amongst the clouds, and all sense of me, was lost to you–I went to the place pre-arranged—the place wherein dwells the angel (you know of whom I speak). There the angel and I did wait, (three days and three nights alone) until the time you and I had pre-agreed: that I should call out your name.
Your name at first did I call quietly, then louder, and louder still—until you awoke from your dream (within the dream)—and remembered the place we prearranged to meet–should you ever lose all sense of me.”
Chaitanya now gazing into those crystalline eyes, “Arielle, you give me courage and hope to overcome, each and every battle we may encounter together.” And now with a twinkle in his own freshly watered eyes, “And I Myself, the most stubborn battle to overcome—“
“God willing 1008 lifetimes may we yet be reborn together!”
“So that I may remember—“
“Who loves you and me?”
“You know me!”
“Ahhhh…”
Arielle with a delighted giggle, flung her tiny arms around Chaitanya’s neck, and kissing him sweetly on the cheek, “It’s time go Chai. Time to be born.”
And Chaitan taking in a deep breath before softly sighing, “To the place wherein dwells the angel?”
“Yes, Chai. If in this lifetime you should ever lose sight of me…I’ll be right behind you. Do you remember what you told me? What the ants taught you?
“Our mother may reject us. Friends may leave us. Always there is this possibility so look within your own self and—“
“—remember who loves you?”
“Exactly! Throughout this life we must take care of ourselves and—“
“—each other!”
“Yes. And each other.”
So with one last embrace of well wishes and hopes; diving in head first
Down—
“See you soon, Ariellah!”
(Down
Into
A
New
World
Dream.)
She could just discern faint cries of the babe as she herself ready to dive in—
“Yes Chai. See you soon.”
Almost the end. To be continued…
–NZain 💓
Thank you for taking this journey through the inner-self with me. I hope you’ve enjoyed my retelling of this old tale. May the words told here create beautiful images in your own mind’s crystalline eyes. May you too remember who loves you.
So beautifully told Nina and so wonderful to reread and remember! Especially now. Hope you are having a great week Nina!😀🖐😸
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I’m grateful you are here, Steve! Thank you for reading this tale. “…and they lived happily ever after…” still a bit more to write. Almost the end. Have a great day, Steve.😁🖐😻
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I have been enjoying it once more! Always nice to come here Nina, I hope your day goes great also!😃🖐😸
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There’s still more to explore with Andúil—who is she? And what is the blue rose all about. Hmmmm….a mystery. 😁🖐🙀
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Yes, that blue rose…I like mysteries!🤔🖐😸
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Oh, the way you write… it’s a pleasure for readers’ eyes.
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Grazi, J. So kind of you to say. I deeply appreciate your words. 😁
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Dreams within dreams, to make a heart hope. A heart, gazing into the day. A soul drifting away, into the night. To have what the heart and soul desires; dreams, within dreams!
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😊🙏🏻💓
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A dream within a dream…so much mystery! 😍
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Hi Renee! How to write the mystery of life and the human experience with all of it’s…mysteries…but I am only the scribe. 😊💓
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👋🏼 my friend! That is the question indeed, but you seem to be doing an excellent job! 😉😃
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There is soooo much I want to say—but I can’t all at once right? I’m not sure how much of it makes sense—because it’s symbols and allegory. And I like when readers tell me what they “see”—what the images evoke.
There’s still another chapter yet to write, but the soup is still cooking…
Thank you, dear Renee for your encouragement—I get the sense that you watch out for me—keep me on the straight and narrow. I need that. 😇😈🤪
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