Life is good. I take part time jobs to help out with money. It bring smiles at dinner with my Mom and sister. Mom got sick, so I focus more on working. When Mom died I coped day by day. When my sister got married she suggested I move away. It...
My life here has been so incredibly nice and peaceful.
Easy to forget that I am here to recover my health.
I spend mornings on the roof in the sun. Gymnastics, stretching, slow moving balance positions (somewhat like a dancer on the toes of one foot might move).
During the slow part, I get visited by birds. They land on my feet and hands. I sometimes hum and whistle back.
Then I go back down the room I have and read. Scrolls and all kinds of things. The collection here is enormous. A good number of things sound familiar, but I also find errors and unsupportable conclusions.
I sleep pretty well, but dreams are very common.
One dream occurs most nights.
"Standing on a rocky hill, there are warrior women all around.
One seated on a throne, the rest holding every type of weapon.
I am there in a cream and white robe, acknowledged as different than the warriors.
A young woman of statuesque strong form wears just two sarongs. Not worthy yet to wear armor.
All the warrior women on the rock dome, call out 'acceptable'.
The young woman has passed each test for each weapon. Even scoring rank 1 or rank 2 on some.
She approaches the queen on the throne, downcast.
The young woman meant no disrespect, but she has failed yet one important condition.
Even being here in this special place. Even in long cold baths. She does not have inward control, she should not join and take the vow.
The queen smiles kindly and understands. Young ones are often so. Many here were once wives and mothers. Go live and come back when the time is right.
You have passed the tests and are approved to return.
The dragon flies over and lands by me. All warriors lay down their weapons.
Some many words I do not understand. Though often it includes an apology. You were made female because I doubted your non-spirit form. A spirit would have acted different when the form was modified. I should have understood and fixed it right away. I can do this today.
My body changes back to myself, possibly a bit younger.
So many unclear words follow, and I look to the dragon.
Suddenly, that woman (the initiate in sarongs) stands right in front of me.
The kiss that follows usually ends that dream.
A kiss, right after I see her. Just a 'skipped heartbeat' away from my face.
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