Gold Orb - August 2020

The forest is dark. I can see my legs + arms, torso + the back of my head, I can’t see the frontside. I am searching. “What are you looking for?” Tam asks. The Golden Orb. Of course. Not the one I put around Trav when he is climbing, that one is bigger + more orange than gold, like how Catsby was named Yellow but he is orange.

I didn’t put his orb on him July 14th, I should have, he’d climbed Cowen so many times. But, I didn’t take it all into factor. 

I am looking for a smaller gold glitter orb, about a foot across. Have you seen it? It’s here, in this forest, I know. Intuition. 
“Will it come to you or do you have to find it?” I have to find it. I. Am. Looking.

My eyes tilt up, yellow sky + the Ravens. Half of me splits from me. I go up there to watch with them.

The other half stays in the dark. The trees, they watch me. And, then Trav is there as he is always but I can’t see him + he doesn’t say anything. He speaks to me without words now. I see him without sight now. 

He brings me to the golden orb, yes, there it is, thank you. I reach in + scope a part, I open the tree door to my heart, I place it within. Gold Hearts. But, it had always already been there. In there. Like in the 1st grade when I wrote a book about a snail searching for his home. Everywhere. Looking. Only to find it on his back. Always there.

“What do your soul essence’s look like?” Tam asks
We turn to gold glitter, now my sight works to see him. We stand there, two gold glitter soul essences, we begin to walk back + forth through one another. Mixing. Together. 

Gold glitter roots shoot from the soles of our feet, I mean, the souls of our feet. They connect us to the trees. Instantly, I can see the gold core of the trees too. They light up. Bioluminescent in this dark forest. We all glow gold.
Then, it all, everything, all things turn to gold glitter + then in a whirlpool surrounding Trav + I it begins to swirl. 

Gold swirls around us but we are a part of it. Down we go, swirl.
Then, a blank, empty white room. Back wall opens to the dark cosmos but I don’t look there. Trav + I in regular clothes, t shirts + jeans, in our Soul Pods laying next to one another.

Between us, one gold glitter flake.