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In winter, on a stormy night as millions of snowflakes carried by the wind blanketed the landscape of sprinkled forms and muffled sounds, only the coughing of someone with a cold could be heard. The air was usually wet with a lingering spray of mucous mixed with bacteria dripping from a red swollen sinus when Grandma Seydee noticed the coughs, and a twitch in her right eye would appear. Then she began mumbling to herself incoherently, until she came to life as if animated with a purpose. She would holler, “wash your hands before and after you pick your nose,” as she examined... (more)
When Twilight, the four part novel written by Stephanie Meyer first appeared as a book in 2005, then in film in 2008, similarities between this story and other legends and myths were evoked. One tale that comes to mind is of the young maiden Persephone, kidnapped by Hades and brought to the underworld to be his consort and queen.
The legend has always had the appeal of an epic conflict that proliferates over her abduction. Demeter, her mother, goddess of fertility, is so overcome by emotion, she becomes vengeful, refusing to let anything live or grow. Begrudgingly, Hades agrees... (more)
The future is the summation of all the steps it will take to get there. The destination is the direction pursued to reach a goal that defines some kind of horizon beyond which nothing can be seen. Any further attempt to be more specific about its dimensions would distort the possibilities.
As the journey progresses, the horizon will change and always be just out of reach. Trying to jump ahead too quickly can disrupt the sequence and balance needed for stability as the movement towards the future proceeds.
Seeing a situation coming a few milliseconds before it happens... (more)
Once upon a time in a kingdom long forgotten, surrounded by an ancient forest, lived a beautiful young princess who had no name. She was much loved throughout the land by all the people, seen mostly in the distance between the trees at sunrise disappearing into its magical realm. No one knew where she went, except that she could also be seen leaving the forest returning home at sunset.
One morning at dawn, as she approached the forest, in a field of Lavender, a butterfly was drawn to her golden hair as it glimmered in early morning's light. A beautiful gift of deep rich color,... (more)