After performing their song, Freedom’s Revolution, Moire, Amara, Caela, Tahuya, and Solina talk with the protesters who are searching for courage, meaning, and a different kind of hope … They could feel the pain and terror that people were experiencing in their lives. For some, their family or friends were grabbed violently, and forced into internment camps. The five of them spent most of their time with a little 3 year old girl who had been carried here by her uncle. She had been left inside a car on the side of the highway after she experienced her parents dragged out of the car by ICE. Her sad eyes marked their souls …
It was a long while before any of them could speak as they left the crowd for their circle of stones.
The circle of stones within the heart of the huge crystalline formations and ancient stones seems to have been carved mysteriously in a different world than the one they know.
Moire turns to Caela and Tahuya, “I’m amazed every time I remember that you found the ancient stones and crystals while the rest of us were exploring the nearby town. And it was only a couple of months ago.”
“I know, it all seems overwhelming in a way.” Solina adds.
“So much has changed so fast. Sometimes I feel kind of freaked out. Is this place even real?” Amara says.
The nearby town never speaks of the ancient stones and crystals. Most people pass directly through this enchanted land without seeing anything unusual at all.
Yet for a few the ancient stones and crystals are there …
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 knew that something inside of them was reaching for a deeper remembering. They were looking for possible futures they could somehow feel or sense … but could not yet imagine or even believe to be possible.
Caela remembers how Tahuya had a deep sense to follow a path that turned off to the left before reaching the small town and she remembers how she could hear the music calling … and how she and Tahuya walked this path together … as the others went into the town … Yes she followed the music and Tahuya followed his deeper senses.
Caela had broken the silence that she and Tahuya were experiencing together when they came upon the ancient stones and crystals. She said to him without thinking – that imagination seemed to be more alive. And she remembers Tahuya’s response as though it were yesterday. “The mysteries seem to breathe in rhythm with life … where it is safe to be alive no matter who we are.”
Tahuya and Caela on their first walk together, began calling this place of ancient stones and crystals – A Place Between. And when they brought Moire, Amara, and Solina to their secret place, they were also able to see the ancient stones and crystalline formations.
Now having walked back together to their stone circle, Moire looks around. “Why can we see these stones and crystals and others can’t ? ”
“Do the people, who come to experience our music in search of their own freedom, see this place too?”
He pauses.
Then adds, “Were we called here?”
They sense a presence responding to Moire’s question, moving quietly through the stones and crystals.
The air feels different.
Thicker … As though it is paying attention …
The crystalline and stone ruins themselves seem to come 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. The song is coming from her searching … as Solina’s tears fall for the three-year-old girl … as Amara imagines herself picking the little girl up and rocking her.
The stones and crystals, in their silence, almost imperceptibly, begin to vibrate …
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