Here is how I got on this evening, please fell free to comment as any insights you have are appreciated.
After settling down and going though the sun I emerged into the hall of a large country house, it felt very grand and yet very homely at the same time. I walked through to a large lounge where I met what I know were my parents and brother but not from the present time. I sat in front of an open fire which burnt slowly and spoke with them all. I was wearing pantaloons and a big frock and I felt in my early teens, I remember sulking as I thought my brother was being given preferential treatment over me on some matter which escapes me. I rose and walked through large paned glass doors onto a veranda which led to a beautiful garden.
It felt almost bohemian in the garden more like France than Britain. The grounds were lovely and I was soon wandering happily in my own company. Hawk joined me in the garden and we then seemed to journey for a while, it was almost like my spirits were being lifted so to speak. For a while we just soared and took in the scenery, we didn’t go far as I could see the gardens and the house in my sights all the time. When we landed it was in the arbour and we sat quietly there and just communed I think – we didn’t seem to be speaking with each-other but just enjoying the company.
I moved to go back inside the house as I knew it was time for me to go, and as I got to the veranda I was met again by my brother who just smiled at me. Then as if it was something we always did after we’d fallen out – we both ran to the end of the veranda and scaled down the end wall, grappling with the ivy which was creeping all over it. We were giggling as we both jumped down from the wall to the garden below, it felt like this was something we did frequently, like a bit of friendly competition and something at which I was able to match him at.
My brother gave me a present of a lump of coal and told me that it wasn’t how things looked that was important but their potential, and this little lump of coal could start a raging fire and make a beautiful gem in time. And when I opened my hand up to look again at the coal, for a fleeting moment I could see sparkling diamonds in my palm.
Then I had to leave, it was time to come back, and as I walked back to the sun I waved goodbye and felt really happy.
Now I’m sitting thinking to myself – was this all about first impressions or was it about live and let live. Whatever the lesson if it makes me think a bit more about either subject then that can’t be bad.