After performing their song, Freedom’s Revolution, and speaking with protesters searching for courage, meaning, and a different kind of hope … Moire, Amara, Caela, Tahuya, and Solina drift away toward the huge crystalline formations and ancient stones, as the crowds disperse,
No maps acknowledge these huge crystals and stones … The nearby towns never speak of them.
Most people pass directly through the land without seeing anything unusual at all.
Yet within certain states of awareness — the ancient stones and crystals exist. They are there between what has been and what will be.
Caela and Tahuya discovered the ruins during a long walk, while the others were talking with the town’s people … Or it could be that … the ancient stone and crystalline ruins discovered them.
Their music has always been an attempt to reach beyond the ordinary.
None of them would have described it that way at first.
They all simply knew that something inside of them was searching for a deeper remembering.
Searching for futures they could somehow feel or sense … but could not yet imagine.
Tahuya and Caela call this place where they meet — the ‘Between’.
It’s a place where imagination is alive … where the mysteries can breathe in rhythm with life … where its safe to be different and feel a sense of belonging and being valued …
“But why can we see these stones and crystals and others can’t ?” Moire suddenly blurts out.
“Do the people protesting for their freedom see this place too?”
He pauses.
Then adds, “Were we called here?”
They sense a presence responding to their question, moving quietly through the stones and crystals.
The air feels different.
Thicker.
Attentive.
As though the crystalline and stone ruins themselves are alive.
Tahuya closes his eyes.
“Maybe,” he says softly, “we can find the ‘quiet’ inside ourselves..”
The others become quiet … then slowly close their eyes beside him.
Silence seems to envelop them as though it were a cool mist .…
Then …
very gently …
Caela begins singing.
Searching.
And a melody rises from her, more beautiful than she could have believed possible …
The stones and crystals, in their silence, almost imperceptibly, begin to vibrate …