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DOROTHY and TOTO against WICKED

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It’s time for storytelling on Friday Fictioneers.  We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple.  Here’s my tale of 100 words.  I believe in fairy tales, princesses and witches.

PHOTO PROMPT – © Copyright – Rachel Bjerke


PHOTO PROMPT – © Copyright – Rachel Bjerke

Dorothy shivered in the evening air.  They had followed the yellow brick road.  This was no Emerald City though everything was green with moss.

She scooped up some clean water from the fountain for them and sat down on the cushion of leaves beside Toto.  They were exhausted from being whirled, twirled and dropped by the tornado.

They were pursued by the Wicked Witch of the West with her pack of wolves, crows and bees.  Wicked was green like slime with a giant eye like cyclops.  She was no match against Dorothy’s crucifix.

Safe! Now a fire and some food.

 

 

THE CHILL OF OUR DESERT

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IMG_5149It’s a bit cold here in our desert but we are soothed by its stillness and quietness.  Our hearts are gladdened by the brillance of the sun.  It beckons Sheba and I out the door and down that yellow brick road.  It is not always paved with gold nor lined with friendliness.

We try to take things in stride – brave the chill, the rudeness and mean shouts behind our backs.  We try not to respond in kind. But I did hold up evidence that we are responsible dog and dog owner.  We pick up after ourselves.  So what is your problem that you bang on your window and send your kids out to scream at us?

No matter.  My temperature did not rise.  I did not come undone.  And there was a friendly witness who gave us smiles and Sheba many pats on the head.  Jesus came to rescue us in the desert.  He helps those who help themselves.

IMG_6377I am buoyed by my new found calmness. The hard work has paid off.  I am nearing four weeks of practicing being in my body, in the now, accepting things as they are.  My uncertainties and fears have lessened.  I tremble no more.  I am recovering parts of myself lost along life’s highways and byways. I will be finished the course when I come out of the desert.  How sweet it is – NOW.

ALL THAT I DO

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The road to well-being and happiness is not an easy one.  This is not a rant.  It is what I am learning over and over again.  Damn! There is no getting there.  When you get there, you find that there is no there.  It is a continuous journey through hills, valleys, deserts and oases.  The terrain is terrifying, glorious and unpredictable.  Beware if you tend to use the cruise control.

I’m venturing into the desert again for forty days and nights.  This time I’m taking Sheba with me.  Together we will explore the barren and arid landscape like Dorothy and Toto. We will find our own yellow brick road through our Land of Oz.  Whether or not we will find the Emerald City is not important for us.  We want to develope our intelligence, heart and courage.  We want to come out the other side healed and unshakeable.

We are on our way.  I know there will be many challenges ahead of us.  But that is the pull, isn’t it?  There is room and time if you want to join us.