In the dark of the new moon.
I found myself.
A gift had been offered.
A box left at my doorstep.1
The box was small and fit in the hollow of my hand.
I lifted the lid with some trepidation.
As if, in doing so.
I was agreeing to an adventure I knew nothing about.
Within was a key.
And a note.
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Before we move forward, let me tell you something.
I have dreams that arrive every few years.
Of my house having more space than I ever realized.
And a room that is a spiral.
Winding into a sanctuary.
I had one of these dreams the other night.
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The note within said, “Enter.”
The note said, “It is yours. Cross the thresholds. Find the doorway. Claim what waits for you.”
This is it.
That is all.
*****
Let me tell you something else.
I do not fear the dark.
*****
The first threshold there was.
The first I saw.
Was that of my bedroom.
If I was going to listen to mysterious boxes and keys and notes.
I knew that I must leave the settled landscape.
The stillness I had been ensconced in.
It would be there when I should need it.
If I should need it.
I left the lights off.
I let the quiet sing.
Standing in the doorway, I could feel the darkness pulse.
Nothing hiding.
All alive.
A voice I did not know I had, rose from within me.
What is the question?
I could not lay it out in words.
It was a fire of gold and light washing through me.
It was an ache for a knowing.
Solid and wild.
It was a steady step.
And a yes that sung so clearly that I would be pulled into a world where I could make it all so.
It was a how.
How?
How?
How?
That last one spoken out loud.
And then with a step.
I walked through.
Oh to tell you that there was suddenly magic and song.
That the world tilted and shook away my fears.
And in a flash, everything unspoken came to be.
But there was only my living room.
Waiting in the dark.
However.
I now had a question.
Which was more than I had before.
And I had a hope.
That the answer lay over another threshold.
In darkness and density…
With love and fire~
Jo Anna
So utterly magical! Thank you.