Dreamwalker IX – Linda’s Story

desert flowers

Contemporary Microfiction

She trusted James more than anyone she had ever met. He brought healing to her really. He was so free. Actually everyone was calling him Diego now, and he was loving it. Papa started it, preferring the Spanish.

She had driven herself out to the desert this morning, to spend time with God, and to enjoy the flowers in full bloom. It was a time of thanking Him, and asking for His help in the future. She had never seen such beauty, as she breathed in the cool morning air. “Diego would love this too”, she said out loud. She began walking quietly through the colors. She had always loved walking, and praying.

Ever since they had met at the restaurant she felt so at ease talking to Diego. She opened up to him then, and still was. That was one of the things she loved about him. He opened up her soul, and embraced it. Time and again he loved the deepest parts of her. And he loved Gibran! She practically had Gibran’s book the “Prophet” memorized from years of reading it, and it was one of his favorites too. She thought that was a good way to describe their relationship – poetry.

She prayed for children. She was 35 now, and wondered if her dream of a large family was over. When the two of them talked about children, he always said she had a gleam in her eyes, and he just smiled knowingly. He usually kissed her then. She knew she could trust Diego, and God on that topic, and decided not to worry about it anymore.

What about the Church? They had broken the rules on intimacy, should they still try to get married in the Church? Was it even possible now? She had always been faithful, and the Church was important to her. As she looked at the mountains, she remembered verses that encouraged her. Nothing was too difficult for Him.

She had played by the rules before, and her first marriage had been a disaster. There had been nothing but pain and suffering. Years after her divorce from Richard, she was still dealing with it. She had trouble feeling any emotions last year when he died from alcoholism. She looked at the mountains again, and began to feel peace. She was determined to go on with her life.

She started back towards her car, then stopped. Was the Creator speaking to her? It came from deep within her. A smile came over her face, when she realized, not only was the desert in full bloom…….…but she was too………..

She was looking forward to getting married, and a lifetime of love.

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Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Dreamwalker VII – The Antler Inn

log cabin 2

Contemporary Microfiction

About 45 minutes after leaving the Sanchez house, he was pulling onto the highway, when he got a nagging feeling that he had overreacted. None of it was Linda’s fault, and he shouldn’t have left her there, at her parent’s house. They had driven the four hours together, to visit her parents, and they should have left together. He pulled over. Why was he so stupid? Then the realization hit him like a ton of bricks. He had never been in love before. He had known women, and dated women, but this was the first time he had allowed himself the freedom to love. Now he couldn’t think right half the time. It was all new territory.

He picked up his cell phone, should he call? No, she would hate him for sure now. He dialed her cell number anyway, and got the recording. He didn’t have the courage to leave a message. But listening to her voice did two things to him. First it made him realize how much he loved her, that he needed her, and that led to the second reaction. He was horrified that he might lose her, or that he already did lose her! He felt like cussing because he was so scared, but he prayed instead. He yelled out, “God help!”, and that was it. He dialed her number again, and again it went to voice mail.

He found himself driving again, and for some reason he headed towards the Antler Inn, instead of his own apartment, even though it was an hour further away. Amy had a room when he called, but it would have to be the same room he and Linda had shared. He hesitated but said yes.driving

When he got there, Amy took one look at him, and said, “God, what a mess you look!” He mumbled some unintelligible words, and headed for the room. The room was the clincher. Memories of their time there flooded his mind and heart. He thought of the love making, the pillow talk, the sharing of their dreams together, and of course the many times they read to each other, from Rumi and Gibran. He fell apart with his face in his hands, and wept.

The next morning he made it to breakfast even though he had been up most of the night. Amy served them up some wonderful western style omelets, and sat down across from him. For eighty three years old she had more strength than most women much younger. “So did you have a have a fight with Miss Linda?” She didn’t mince any words. His eyes narrowed, saying he wasn’t in the mood for questions. “I didn’t come here for this!”, he blurted. “Well what the “H” did you come here for?” “To enjoy the fauna?” She had him for sure, and he knew it. He spilled out everything at that point, he just could not help it. He told her everything.

“Well, just call her for Pete’s sake.” “Don’t just talk about it – do it!”, she said. He explained he had called her – three times. “Three times???!!!” “She’s probably called you a hundred and three times.” She continued with “You can’t mess around like this when it comes to love!” “You need to get serious!” She was right of course, and he reached for his phone. The battery was dead! No wonder he had not received anything from her.

He found his charger, and called her from the living room. She answered right away, before she could say anything, he talked like a flood – “Linda my battery went dead, I’m sorry for overreacting, I want to get married, can we buy a house together? Did your father take you home?” He was out of breath when he finished. There was a pause on the other end. “James!” was all she could say, and then he heard her weeping. “I’m sorry, really sorry Linda”. “James I stayed overnight here, but I haven’t slept.” He told her he hadn’t slept either, then he jumped to telling her he was on the way to pick her up. “It’ll only take five hours!” “I’ll be right there!”

Amy heard the whole thing, from the dining room, and just shook her head. “This man is a mess!” “What is wrong with men these days?” “They ain’t got noooo sense…..”

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To be continued!

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Dreamwalker V – The Desert

desert in the sunset

Contemporary Microfiction

Now that they were out here, he realized it was a stupid idea. What was he thinking? They were about two hours from any shelter, walking, and trying to talk to each other in the blistering sun! Burning up was an understatement. What dumbness was this?

As they stopped for another drink of water, he suggested they turn back. A smile of relief came over her face. Thank God. He was concerned that he had ruined more than just the one day. They also wiped themselves down as best as they could. Why did he bring her here? This is something you do for a vision quest, not for getting to know the one you love! As they headed back down the trail they had just climbed, he was grateful that he gotten one thing right. He had listened to Linda, when she said she preferred staying in a lodge, instead of camping in a tent.

They were staying in a beautiful log cabin bed and breakfast, known as the Antler Inn, run by an elderly woman that had a lot of spunk. The owner’s name was Amy Charles, a widow of some fifteen years. She made the place feel real homey, and cooked some of the best fried chicken they had ever tasted. He mentioned to Linda, Amy’s fried chicken, as their boots kicked up a lot of dust. They both started walking faster!

Fortunately, they got back to the lodge during the hottest part of the day. Amy had the AC running full blast and some cold lemonade waiting for them. Once they were cleaned up, they enjoyed a wonderful meal with Amy (they were the only guests).

When they made it over to the living room, Linda had the idea of reading together, actually reading to each other. She had a surprise for him. She went to the room, and came back in a hurry with two gifts, both wrapped in expensive looking wrapping paper. When he unwrapped them, he was shocked and his eyes filled up with tears. She remembered! There was a book from Rumi he had not read yet, and a book by Gibran, he had never even heard of, his two favorite authors!

They spent two hours in Amy’s living room reading out loud, taking turns. He was even more in love with her now, as he stared into her face, listening. She was thinking the same thing, when he read. As he reached for his glass of lemonade, he knew he was the most fortunate man alive. There was nothing better than reading Rumi, and Gibran, with the most beautiful woman on the planet! Ok, well……. there was almost nothing better.

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Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Dreamwalker III – Singapore

singapore in blue


James Dreamwalker was sitting in the tea room, of the Palace Hotel, sipping some of the best Chinese tea he had ever had. His phone beeped again with another email. It was Linda again, her message, was “How was your day sweetheart?”. The truth was, he needed some space. He didn’t want to answer her right now. She was rushing it for sure. They had gone out 5-6 times, and had even gotten physical, but she equated that, and everything else, to getting married. He liked her, but did he love her? He was glad he was in Singapore! And besides all that she was….well she was….so religious!

He needed time to think, but being in Singapore was not exactly a vacation. He was working 10-12 hour days helping the company office set up their software. A few minutes later he was enjoying the Dim Sum, when his phone rang. It was the office, and in particular, it was Paul in a panicked voice, “James we need you to come back to the office, right away!” “The spreadsheet software is not responding!”. He told Paul to calm down, and he would be there in a few minutes. He lied. He had every intention of finishing this wonderful meal, and then he would go to the office again.

The next morning his phone woke him up, promptly at 7:00am. He was not ready to wake up, and the luxury of the 5 Star hotel bed, held him there, a sleeping captive. He did manage to reach for the phone. It was his friend Standing Bear! He hoped nobody had died. “Hello!” he said. “James, what in the world are you doing?” was the response. “Whaa?” “James, listen Linda just called me in tears because you have not answered her emails in two days!” “What is wrong with you?!” “I….I…I’m not sure I love her”. There, it was out now. “Ok, well I don’t know about all that, but at least treat her like a human being.”

He was right. His best friend, and the spiritual leader of his people, knew what he was talking about, especially this time. After he hung up with Standing Bear, he dialed Linda. He apologized before even saying hello. She had been crying, and he could tell. She loved him for sure, he heard it in her voice. Wasn’t it too soon? Did they really know each other? She told him to come home soon, he smiled, and began to soften. When he hung up with her, he knew one thing for sure.

He had been holding back. It wasn’t Linda with the problem. It was him, he was afraid of commitment, with her, with anybody. As he looked in the mirror to brush his teeth, he knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt…….without question……that he was an idiot.

 mexican woman

To be continued!

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Dreamwalker II

brown and blue rocks

When he saw the red rocks, he knew he had made the right choice. With Standing Bear’s advice, he had not officially quit his job in New York – not yet. Taking a leave of absence though, allowed him to enjoy nature again. He was regaining some sanity.

Seventy hour work weeks had taken a toll on him, in more ways than one. He was in Northern New Mexico now, near Taos. He was hiking, and camping with a tent, which he had not done in years. It took just one day for the healing and restoration to begin. The days were filled with intoxicating sunlight, and the nights were cold, which made for great sleeping, as he hunkered down in his sleeping bag.

As he was carving, and sanding down a walking stick one day, he started thinking about his job. How could he quit when so many of his people looked up to him? He was a huge success. Maybe that was the point, he didn’t need to be a millionaire, and it was time to get back to his people. It was time to give to his people. Pow WowWarm Springs ReservationOregonUSA

He could not live apart from them anymore. If he did keep his job, he would do so out here, close to nature, attending the Pow Wows, and yes even dancing, like in the visions he had. He needed to feel whole and complete, and that meant living out here.

That also meant he could seek out relationships. Was it wrong to seek a woman? Of course not. Even his mother and father (both gone now) would approve. Later, when he took a break from walking, he sat on some rocks and looked at the sky. The sun began hiding behind some clouds. He smiled to himself, realizing he needed the physical and the spiritual in his life. It felt good to be alive again.

After five days of being in the wilderness, he came to a trading post, in a little town called Big Stone Gap. They had supplies, a restaurant, and an inn. He thought it would be good idea to eat someone else’s cooking for a couple of days. While he was in the restaurant, he read some of the local newspapers. Under the help wanted ads he saw something that caught his eye. There was a teaching job open at the River Rocks Community College, in the Economics Department. The more he read about it, the more he wanted to work there.

He was about to reach for his phone and call Standing Bear, to tell him about it, when he noticed his waitress, for the first time. How did God make such beautiful women? They talked for a while, and later she took her break by sitting down with him. He found out her name was Linda, and noticed that she looked more Mexican, than First Nations – but so what! Yes it sure was good to be alive again…. mexican woman

Note: I have decided not to call this a “conclusion”, because I’m leaving it open for future possibilities. I would like to see more of James Dreamwalker (and his relationships) in the future!

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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The Second Date


Contemporary Microfiction

Note: This is a continuation of the story, The First Date, posted on April 11th. It is about a young couple, that are college students.

Their second date was disaster, well almost. They both wanted to go to the park, the one with the lake, and the paddle boats. That part was good, and everything was fine, until his car broke down, on the way there. Of all the times that this could have happened, why did it have to happen now? Fortunately he knew it was the alternator, from the way the car was acting, and they managed to coast into a gas station (the kind with a mechanic), just a mile from the park.

spiked asianAfter they waited for a while, the mechanic confirmed what Robert had thought. It was the alternator for sure. Fortunately, he had a credit card and could pay for it. So he and Amy walked to the park while the car was being fixed. He was embarrassed for driving such a junker, and was silently kicking himself, thinking the date was ruined. She thought he was cute, he knew stuff about cars, and he really wanted to get to the park. Would he kiss her there?

Once they got to the lake and boarded their paddle boat for two, they began to relax. Their conversation out on the water though was all about culture. It was bizarre, but in a good way. They discussed white culture, African-American culture, Asian cultures, and Asian-American culture which was way different than the culture she knew from Taiwan. She had family there, and opened up about them being so different than she was.Robert II

At one point she asked him point blank, if he had a “thing” for Asian women. He laughed nervously, and shook his head no. His face was beet red, when he looked at the floor of the boat, and said, “No, just one – Asian woman……” Tears welled up in her eyes. He did it again, he was always making her cry! She looked away hoping he wouldn’t see the tears. She was thinking, she would never ask something that stupid again.

Privately he was thinking how wonderful she was. She was gorgeous, but he loved her personality. She knew so much about the world! He wondered if she would teach him some Mandarin.

But then Robert kept looking at the floor, and said, “I think we have a leak in the boat!” Sure enough, water was everywhere. He asked if she could swim, and he wasn’t joking. She was shocked. He didn’t wait for her to respond, they quickly turn the boat around, and started heading back. The cracking plastic was a horrifying sound, and water began pouring in. He stood up, almost falling over, yelling “Help, we need some help out here!”

She did not know how to swim and was hanging onto Robert for dear life! The rescue boat made it to the two of them, just as the paddle boat disappeared under the water, never to be seen again. She grabbed the life preserver when it was thrown to them, and she held on with an iron grip. rescue boat

They were soaked, but back at the boat house, they were given a change of clothes. What a day this was! She was thinking how he had saved their lives, and he was still thinking she would never go out with him again, because everything had gone wrong.

As they walked to a secluded part of the park, they were quiet. She was thinking, how this guy was so different. There was not going to be any stuff like, trying to drink him under the table. He was so genuine and so gentle, yet there was this something underneath the surface about him. Was it…….yes it was……there was a strength about him she had never seen in anyone else. Her feelings for him….. well, her feelings for him scared her. What was she going to do about this?

He was thinking how beautiful she was with wet hair. As the two of them sat on a bench overlooking the water, he wanted to tell her more. Was it too soon to say it? Would he scare her off by being honest? He decided to take the bold approach. He said, “You know what?” She turned to him with a questioning look and said, “No, what?” “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met!”, there he said it, half terrified.

She was speechless. He stood up, and walked a few feet away and stared at the water, wondering if he had made a mistake. She was thinking, he did it again! Tears flowed from her eyes. What was she going to do about this?

They did kiss for the first time that day, by the lake, but briefly. It was after all, only their second date.

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Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Julie and Steven

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If there ever was a woman he wanted to go out with, it was Julie. How did God create such a beautiful face? They worked on several projects together, in the same office. When she was moved to the cubicle next to his, they saw each other a lot more. He loved her personality! And then there was her laugh. She actually laughed at his corny jokes, and the sound of her laugh was so beautiful, it was like music to him.

There was only one problem, Julie was 7 months pregnant. Julie told him she had always wanted a child, and never found the right guy, so she and her mother paid for the medical procedure to be done. He loved her boldness, but was he ready for this?

He hesitated, he wasn’t sure what to do. How would they kiss? They had known each other for months, when late one Friday afternoon, Julie peeked around the corner with a big smile on her face, (wow, he loved that smile!) and said, “Hey Steven, you want to go out on a date….or something?” His jaw dropped. How did she know? He stammered but said, “Yes!”

They went out for pizza that night (she was having a craving for pizza!) and talked about their hobbies. She loved science fiction movies, while his favorite genre was action films. He found out that they both loved First Nations culture, and anything to do with it. For more than an hour they talked about the movie, “Dances with Wolves”, and why they liked it or didn’t like it. They were both convinced the book had a better ending. Was he falling in love with her?

By the fourth date he knew it for sure. He was not only in love with her – he was madly in love with her. They were at their favorite place – a Greek restaurant (lately she was having a craving for olives), when she said, she knew what he was thinking. “You are awful quiet tonight Steven, because you’re thinking…. am I ready for this…..meaning being a father.” He was shocked that she knew this, but he said it was true.

They talked about it a long time. He told her flat out how much he loved her, but this was all new territory for him. She loved him as well, and said, “I wish I had met you before I had the procedure done…” Before long they stood up to embrace, well sort of, working around her tummy, it was sort of a hug. They did kiss, right there in front of everybody, but not too much. When they sat down again, she said as she rubbed her tummy, “Maybe we could start a rumor at the office, and I’ll call the baby Steven”. They both laughed so hard they almost fell out of their chairs.

When it came time for the baby to be born, he was right there by her side. It was the most amazing miracle he had ever seen. He hadn’t been a praying man but he was that night. They both cried and embraced, when baby Steven was born. It was the three of them in the hospital room, and that is how they began their life together.

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Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Living at 71

older woman

Contemporary Microfiction

At seventy years old Sadie Ferguson was still a beautiful woman, both inside and out. She had only one problem, she was afraid to leave her house. There were so many reasons to stay indoors, the weather was too hot or too cold. Crime was everywhere, and she no longer drove, because it was just way too dangerous. Too many cars were on the road, and people drove too fast anyway. She had not left her house in twelve years.

It was a good house, and even though it needed repairs now and again, she felt safe. The fact was, she was too scared to go anywhere else. When she did need a repairman, she always made him take his shoes off at the front door, and she watched him like a hawk, to make sure he didn’t steal anything. The sooner the man left, the better. She didn’t feel safe until he was driving away in his work truck. delivery truck

Food was not a problem. She could have whatever she wanted delivered to her door, even groceries. She even opened the door occasionally when she had to pay the delivery person. She hated seeing the horrifying sky, and the menacing bright sun. It was too open out there too.

The neighborhood had been changing and this was very disturbing to her. Since she liked things to stay the same, different people living right next to her, made her feel like the world was much too close for comfort. There was the Mexican family across the street. They not only had children that were noisy, but they were always playing in the street!

Then one day a new family moved in next door, after Dan Carruthers died. The house was sold, and the Singh family moved in. They seemed so different, they frightened her. Would they try to harm her? She kept her distance, and when the woman, with two teenage daughters stopped by, to pay her a visit, she wouldn’t answer the door. She wasn’t trying to be rude, but she felt she like she couldn’t trust them.

It was the night of her seventy first birthday when everything changed. She was sound asleep when she was awakened by pounding on her front door, and there was a man yelling, “Get out of the house!” Suddenly the same man came banging on her bedroom window, and yelling, “Get out of the house!” “Mrs. Ferguson!”, “You must get out of the house!” It was her worst nightmare! Who was it? Were they going to kill her? She was so alone. The only thing she could do was reach for the phone. Before she could dial for help, she smelled the smoke.

fire at nightShe jumped out of bed, and ran to the living room, paralyzed with fear and asthma. She stared at her living room wall that was engulfed with fire. She couldn’t breathe! She ran for the front door and threw it open. It was Mr. Singh! She was terrified of him, and didn’t know which way to turn. He stood there yelling, for her to come out of the house! It was the bravest thing she had ever done. She took one step, and fainted in his arms.

The fire department did get there in a hurry but there was a lot of damage. Sadie was terrified but didn’t want to leave the Singh house. The Singh family were filled with compassion for Sadie, and they called her daughter in California for her. Her daughter would come, but the Singhs decided that Sadie could stay at their house as long as she wanted.

By the way, both Mr. and Mrs. Singh were medical doctors. Dr. Raj Singh, and Dr. Miriam Singh helped Sadie to gradually overcome her fear. Sadie and the Singh family became the best of friends. Sadie realized that it was after her husband had died, twelve years ago, that the fear began. She just did not feel safe in this world, without him. Just realizing this, brought healing to her. After all this time, she was just learning how to live again.

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 Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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The First Date

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Contemporary Microfiction

So why did he want to go out with her? He stood there in his dorm room, with the phone in his hand, breaking out in a cold sweat. She had asked him the question when he first called, and in a flash, his heart started pounding. “You’re the most unusual person I’ve ever met.” He was horrified he had said it, but there it was. His hand covered his mouth. He was stupid. On the other end, she paused, then said, “Ok, fair enough, see you on Saturday.” He was shocked! She said yes! He started doing the happy dance around the room.

On the other end she was shocked too. Guys rarely wanted to go out with her, unless they wanted to score. She was wild and she made no apologies for it. Was that it, with this one? He liked her because she was wild? She shook her head no. He seemed different somehow. He was strong and yet gentle at the same time. They had biology lab together every Tuesday. In their last class, she was dissecting a pig’s heart, when she noticed him staring at her hands. Her hands? Maybe he just liked Asians.

When Saturday came, he gassed up the car, and drove around to her dorm. He had the surprise ready too. When she came outside, he got out and opened the car door for her. Who did that anymore? He also surprised her with a single rose, from behind his back. “Surprise!”, he said. A flower? No one had ever given her a flower before. She said thanks and got in. She was hoping he didn’t see the tears in her eyes. Privately she was thinking, that he was giving to her, without trying to take from her. That was different for sure.

They had one thing in common for sure. They both wanted to see “Insurgent”, and it was early so it wasn’t crowded. They loved it! After the movie they sat in their seats for a while talking about it. They were both excited about how cool it was. He was thinking how he loved her smile! She was thinking how she really liked this guy. He was genuine.

He took her to the coffee shop next (after all he was a college student). After they sat down, he asked her about the environmental causes she was involved in. She opened up. If there was one thing she loved, it was fighting for the environment. He couldn’t help staring at her face. She loved the fact that he asked her about it.

Next it was her turn to ask about him. He hesitated, then quietly said, his family was real religious. Then he was quiet, staring at his coffee. She was surprised but went with it. “So how does that affect you?” she asked. He mentioned he did have faith in God, but he was just learning how to live now. He didn’t like how he was brought up. “Everyone was so harsh, and constantly judging people.”, he said.

He figured he had ruined the date now. It was over. “That’s one of the reasons I like you….you don’t judge people…” He couldn’t believe it came out of his mouth. She was stunned. She had tears in her eyes – for the second time today! But the truth was, they both relaxed after that.

They talked for hours. She never knew a guy could talk so much, and she loved that they were getting to know each other. When he drove them back to her dorm, they stood outside, talking again. When it was time to go, he gently took her hand, and kissed it, saying thank you for their time together. She smiled, and watched him as he walked away. He never asked, never made any move, to try and have sex. It was the third time today, that tears came to her eyes! One thing was certain, she was already looking forward to his next phone call.

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Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

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Journey to Broken Sky

highway green and blue

Contemporary Microfiction

Note: The Appaloosa is a breed of horse in the US, Canada, and in other parts of the world. The Nakota, and Inuit, are First Nations people groups.

The Appaloosa had changed his life, he was certain of that. He had been driving for four days, and the horse had come to him in a dream, as he was sleeping, by the side of the road. It was the same spotted horse he had as a teenager, and it spoke to him in the dream, in his tribal language. He loved his first language, but he had not heard it in years. One thing was for sure – after the dream he had stopped thinking about going back home after the trip. It was as if there was something…….something he was supposed to do out here, in the middle of nowhere. His heart was filled with his first language now, and as he drove he sometimes spoke it out loud.

AppaloosaHe had come to the Yukon to find the most remote place possible, and to hike. He was looking for something – but what? The Appaloosa, had told him he was on a journey, and that this journey was not over yet. He had “further to go”, in more ways than one. So he kept driving.

It was late afternoon when he pulled into Mapleton. It was a small town with one hotel. There was no one at the front desk, but there was a sign that said, “Check Yourself In.” Strange how small towns trusted people, he thought. Once he was in the room, he fell asleep quickly, on top of the bed. He had been driving for fourteen hours straight.

That night he dreamt of his parents, and growing up on the reservation. He was also riding his horse in the dream, galloping as fast as they could through miles of open fields. At one point he was riding with his arms out to the side, barely holding on with his legs, and in that moment of intense freedom, he heard the words, “Never forget who you are.” Whose voice was that? He could not tell. He also saw a school, he had never seen before. Children he did not know, were playing outside, and he began speaking to them in their language. Yet he had no idea what the language was! inuit

When he woke up, or at least he thought he was awake, he saw his mother’s face. She spoke very clearly in Nakota, “Never forget who you are.” Then she repeated the words, in the Inuit language. His mother had been half Nakota, and half Inuit, and she had always encouraged him with these words as he was growing up, making him feel proud of his heritage.

He spent the day in Mapleton, walking around, getting to know the people. He was amazed at how friendly they were. Many were Inuit, or had some Inuit connection. At the restaurant an older couple at the next table struck up a conversation, asking him where he was from. When they asked him why he was in town, he said, “I have no idea.” They smiled.

After his meal, he got up to leave, when the older man he had been talking to, asked him a strange question. He said, “Do you need a job?” The man explained he had a lumber yard, not far from here, and he was looking for help. He stumbled with his words, and was not sure what to say, but he did turn down the job.

The couple had told him about a historical site he should visit, on the edge of town. He decided to walk there, and he loved feeling of the northern sun on his face. As he got closer, chill bumps ran through his body. Could it be??? He started running towards the building. It was! It was older now, and crumbling, but it was the same school – exactly the same school – he had dreamt about last night. Was that the sound of children playing? No one was there, but he thought he could hear them.

The name of the school had been, “The Broken Sky School”, and it had been closed in 1970. When he saw the writing engraved, over the top of the front door, he sank to his knees and began weeping. The words over the door said, “Never Forget Who You Are”. All he could say through the tears was, “Thanks Mom……..I won’t forget……” He covered his face with his hands.

Later that day, he drove out to the lumber yard, and took the job.

 lumber yard


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