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I looked up immediately, glancing around at the large rocks around me, searching for the voice. It had had quite an ethereal feel to it - I felt alone and slightly afraid. It was as if something ghostly was trying to make contact with me.
Coming … Shaman … tonight!
'Who's there?' I called out, stumbling and tripping, falling face first into the lake.
Be brave!
My head rose once again and my eyes locked on the tree. It couldn't be …no, that was impossible. The tree couldn't be talking to me, could it?
Arra Veln!
'What do you want from me?' I asked out, staring at the tree. 'Speak! Say what you have to say!'
I stopped and then began to ponder about my situation.
I was speaking to a golden tree in the middle of the morning … oh, I really needed to get a life!
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Come to the light! came the voice again.
'Come to what light? Who are you? What do you want?'
There was no reply.
I got up and stood straight, squeezing the excess water from my hair. I had had enough - there was no way I was going to spend any more time talking to a tree. I had better things to do with my time.
You run away from the truth Arra. That is foolish.
'You can't be bothered to tell me the truth!' I shouted back annoyed, running away.
The truth will come to you Arra when you least expect it. Be brave and understand! Accept it for what you choose to deny will haunt you until you change! Remember that!
I stopped, and turned, haunted by this strange being.
'No truth can hurt me,' I said strongly, tears welling in my eyes. 'I am as strong as anyone in this settlement and nothing shall haunt me!'
You have a strong and courageous heart, dear
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