It was Paloma’s first Christmas when the Enchantress came to visit. It was a great honor to have her come to our humble home but very frightening. What could she possibly want with our dear, sweet baby?
You have given this child a name that befits her, she said with the most seraphic voice. Paloma has been charged with a mission since before birth. You have been granted the privilege of keeping her safe until she reaches womanhood and can fulfill her mission.
This small package is all that Paloma will need to fulfill her task. On the Christmas of her 20th year hang it on the tree for her to open.
The tale had been told since I was a child. If you follow the path though it my be hard, at the end you will find the trouble eater. The trouble eater has a fierce expression, a bulbous nose, green whiskers, and hidden all seeing eyes. It has a cavernous mouth to eat all troubles. Only the most faithful to the arduous walk arrive at it’s doorstep.
I walked the path for many merciless years.
I stayed faithful and brave.
I found the trouble eater.
I laid down my troubles and found peace.
I became the trouble eater.
This is written in response to the photo prompt provided by Sue Vincent at:
Today is Easter Sunday morning when a large portion of the Christian world celebrates the Resurrection of Jesus Christ. I started meditating on what the word resurrection meant to me at this beautiful time of the year and came upon this definition:
RESURRECTION The act of reviving or condition of being revived: reactivation, rebirth, renaissance, renascence, renewal, resurgence, resuscitation, revitalization, revival, revivification.