Chapter 17

 

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Midshore focused on not focusing. She let her mind drift away to its empty recesses, letting out all of her inner thoughts and quieting her busy mind. As a small girl, she could barely sit still long enough to cross her legs, now she meditated for hours nearly every day.

As the gentle hum of her own mind quieted, the world around her became more apparent. For years, she had trained to feel the life around her, and on the small blooming island there was life all around her. The plants radiated freckles of warm sunlight and cool shade, the insects crawled with their many feet under the rocks to avoid the sun, and the birds in the sky drew dizzying circles, some darting back and forth, others soaring straight for miles. Their motion lulled Midshore, and as she focused, she- there it was. A dolphin jumped out of the water and then she felt the cold rush over her of re-submerging into the water. It was a thrilling feeling.

This was all familiar. Routine. They told of the coming weather being normal, no ecological disasters coming, and the volcano would be quiet.

As she reassured herself of the near future being stable, she eased aside all of the noises of the island and fell deeper into her meditation. If she was especially lucky, she could tap into a spiritual line that came from people. There were people on neighboring islands that were easy to feel, but the islands were a safe haven from war or famine; the rulers were accepting, and the government was an elected committee, not a dynasty. The people here were content, but she felt a great disturbance from beyond the islands, and it had been easier to tap into lately, making her wonder if it were getting closer, stronger, or both?

She felt it now, a tangle in the pit of her stomach, her heart constricting and her breath becoming short and shallow. Whoever was projecting such a labored feeling was in great turmoil, but sustaining an even level. It ebbed and flowed, and then it let up nearly completely and Midshore let go of her meditation. She sat back down on the ground and looked out at the sea. “What is coming? What does it mean?”

A short one today, but now that I have more time I want to get this moving more! I don't have any looming craft projects over my head right now, so I should be in the green to do this more often! Huzzah!

Also, I can't wait for you guys to read what I have coming up, I hope it's emotional and wonderful and majestic as I envision.