“We love you so much and honor you in your path. We watch your daily struggle as you strive to complete your contract. We know you are tired. We know you have fought hard not only for yourself but for your ancestors. You carried forth their DNA and cellular memory of old pains and regrets. You have completed healing them. You have heard many times that humans can heal the past. That is how you do it. You bring it forth and heal it within yourself and in doing that you change not only your future but the future of your ancestors.”
The squirrel nodded and almost smiled at her. She felt the urge to kneel down and pet him. He’ll run away if I do. A message raced across her mind. “No, I won’t.” Slowly, she lowered herself. The squirrel stood firmly in place as she reached to stroke his head. He leaned into it like he had been waiting for years for that one simple gesture; that one stroke of love. He looked at her once again and scampered away.
The cabin was small, which was what she wanted. She was tired of cleaning, cooking, and taking care of others, and yet, who would she take care of now? Augtoro, Whisper’s guardian since the beginning of time, whispered, “Take care of you.”
She opened the hatch of her car and reached to pull out the first of her few belongings when a small grey squirrel scampered up to her feet, stopped, and looked her straight in the eye. “Well, hello,” Whisper said.
Whisper wasn’t sure why she was leaving, she only knew there was something in the beautiful mountains of Colorado that was drawing her like a magnetic thread, pulling, whispering, beguiling her. As she turned onto the road her heart felt lighter and began to soar. With each passing mile, stones of anger, grief and frustration dropped off her shoulders.