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It was a strange night, there seemed to be a chill in the air as the warm tropical wind blew in off the ocean.  When she would think about this one moment in time later, it would be more than a chill that would flood her memories. Anise was about to begin the journey of her soul and receive more than she had planned for on this beautiful island. 1

Anise gazed out toward the sea from the white sandy shoreline as she played tag with the in coming waves. It was her first week in this wonderful, topical paradise. She had fallen in love with the picture she saw in a travel magazine during the months and years of sitting by her dying husband's bedside. He had been so scared of dying and also so scared of living. She had lovingly cared for his every need.She had known in the deepest part of her soul they had become as one for her to ease the fear of death by showing him the path of enlightment.2

It had been three months since his death and Anise felt so lost and alone and empty. She had roamed the empty rooms of their house trying to find a vibration of his energy. Anise had memorized his energy field with her hands on the many nights she had lain awake listening for his next breath and feeling for the warmth of his body as he lay beside her, praying she would not feel the cold and stiffness of death.  3

Anise knew that he was still in the baptismal shower of healing love to restore his spirit soul that had been so raveged by disease during his past life on earth. He was being ministered to by his guardian angels. The fear he had acquired while on earth being erased from memory.  In an atmosphere of pure and perfect love, fear cannot exist because fear and love cannot exist within the same moment. Heaven is a place of being with no need for space or time.  Fear is the creator of past and future making us slaves of regret about the past and anxiety about the future.4

As the waves of the ocean lapped over and over, Anise came out of her past knowing she had no regrets of the past several years.  She only had to come to terms with the anxiety of her future.  Who was she?  She had lost herself somewhere in the past and wasn't quite sure who looked back at her in the mirror each morning. With this thought, the chill from the ocean breeze opened a path before her.  Was she ready to take the first step?5

In retrospect Anise would describe this moment as stepping through a time portal.  She was transported to her first past life and would view each life as if she were watching a movie except she would feel each and every experience of her previous lives as she had during that lifetime. Anise would, however, have the advantage of future knowledge and could change her reactions and her past life karma.   6

A small girl stood on a beach in front of an exotic tent castle. She had long black curls and large saucer brown eyes. The water was a clear blue and lapped wave after wave upon a white sand beach. Her name was Simpotica and she was a royal princess and enjoyed a life of riches, servants and complete joy. She vaguely remembered the night she and her parents had fled from the land of her birth and all that belonged to her family for centuries.7

Many men in black flowing robes and masks on huge black horses had stormed the castle in the dark of night  where Anise and her family lived. She remembered being whisked from her bed by her mother and held tightly to her mother's breast as she, her mother, father, and the most trusted servants fled through a secret passage.  The stairs were long and steep and as they descended, a cool dampness covered the steps and walls.  The stairs ended deep below the castle onto a stone landing beside a large pool of water.   Anise and her mother were carried aboard a waiting boat and covered with rich colored tapestry. She remembered the spray of cool sea water as the oars quickly slapped against the tide as they came out of the hidden cave entrance.8

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  • TheBlueRoad
    July 11

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    Uniquely Narrative

    This is supposed a contest for creativity of anything in a story. I find creativity in your writing. It's so well balanced I could read it with ease. You have no dialogue in there, which makes it interesting. I like the chronicle of the past and the present.

    I find it hard to understand what is happening in your story entirely. And what relation did she have with "a small girl... long black curls... brown eyes," and with the past of "men in black flowing robes"?

    I really like your writing grammar usage and style. Again, it's creative!


  • Tiger-Lily gold member
    July 4
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    Wow..great piece...excellent potential to continue into a whole story.

    -HT