The Cave

The Dodo carried them a long way through the forest, through palm tree groves and big fields of green grass. Ilan and the otter remained silent all the way because it looked like the bird did know where it was going. Never before, neither of them had ridden a Dodo before, not even a bird, so they fully gave themselves to the experience. Ilan thought of the whole adventure she’d been through with Tenzin, and a smile appeared on her face whilst she bounced on the Dodo’s back. Tenzin herself was grateful that the journey had given her a voice to talk with Ilan, her dearest of dearest humans. Then their thoughts became synchronistic, but this, only I know. A deep secret remained between them, and a sacred but invisible circle was drawn around their friendship. They thought in that moment, although they didn’t share that thought, that the essence of their friendship was indestructible and would never be broken till the end of time. Then the bird stopped, and in front of them, a cave. A dark cave.

About soulportrait

Michaela Devi Genaine, Spain Although I am of Swiss origin, I have been living in Spain for 20 years. I moved to this country with my family when I was 9 years old, and have since then been involved with a broad spectrum of alternative projects, as well as being a pioneer of homeschooling. I am currently living in the Prades mountains near the Mediterranean Coast. I practice sustainable gardening, ecopsycology, art and psychosynthesis. I am fluent in English, Spanish and French.
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