Before Beth had even turned out the bedroom light, Julia fell into a profound dream.
When she was alone Julia’s dream deepened. She entered the realm of memory and the sorting of realities. She found herself to be once again a young woman full of the beauty of youth and strength. She walked into a moonlit landscape. It was the landscape of her natural home with myriad stars overhead. It was a warm night in this dreamland. The soft air brushed her arms and face like ministering hands. Her cotton blouse and skirt were enough to keep her warm and sheltered. But her feet were bare. In a dream, feet barely touch the earth when a dreamer is on their own path.
She found that her path led her upward into the familiar horizon of jagged rocks. She found that she did not tire on this steep path. Urgency hastened her steps.
Looking down at the dusty path before her own feet took another step, she noticed the footprints of one who had gone before her. They were quite large cat footprints. She had a choice then. Follow or return downhill. She chose to follow. Several potential realities fell into oblivion. In fact, they had never existed, by definition.
Further uphill on the steep path she found that one walked beside her. Glancing to her right, she saw, in this dreamworld, a tawny back just about as tall as her own waist. It was a great cat. A shining glorious golden starlit cat. As she did not pause, Julia followed along, floating footsteps just a bit behind the Puma, for Puma she was. A Mothering spirit Julia realized.
Julia thought of her own son and daughter then.
As they climbed, the Puma began to speak. Her voice was low and warm, with a feline burr to it. One might have thought she was purring a comforting chant.
“Higher Julia. We go to the realm of spirit.”
“You and I will make a pact together.”
“You and I are one.”
At length the narrow steep path leveled out. They were very high into the rocks indeed now. Julia only saw darkness where they had walked before and all the stars of heaven blazing above their heads. So near the stars were. The moon, risen high, shone like a polished silver coin.
Up there, where change and promise lives, the mighty lioness gazed into Julia’s dreaming eyes. Her great golden eyes became almost all. Finally, she began to fade until Julia could not see her at all. For a moment Julia was afraid and full of sorrow for the loss of the great Puma. Then in her heart she heard the warm purring voice.
“When you need me, I will come. You and I are one.”
Then Julia was comforted, and she walked down out of the mountain rejoicing. As she walked, she sang a high laughing song quite loudly.
As she left the high rocks sunlight returned to her dream. Soft grass was under her feet. Far off she saw her own village and heard the sounds of the people living. The dream became ordinary and soon she was cooking in her old kitchen. She dreamed of her own children when they were young eagerly eating at her table, while her husband laughed from the other room.
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Tiny old Aunt Julia woke abruptly. She sat up, then laughed. "Someday," she thought, “I am going to have to try to explain this, before I get into any more trouble!”
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