Kity is caught in a weblike structure. She feels like she is holding onto one of the fibres of the web. It is sticky but was not composed of anything of the physical world. She realizes she is caught in an energy matrix.There was no sound. At all.The silence was deafening. Kity took a deep breath with her small amount of remaining awareness and pushed a word from her mind.’Why am I here?’Nothing.’Why is it this place and not another?’ She took care to rephrase her question as she had been taught. It was always wise to check you were asking the right questions.From Kity Ren and The Argent Fire Coming when it comes.Phoebe Thomasson 2019 All rights reserved. Thank you 😉
About Phoebe Thomasson
I am in love with expression in all forms; art, poetry, writing, music, dance...I want to inspire creativity, foster understanding and nurture the process of transformation in myself and others. In short, I want to evolve. This requires trust in speaking one's truth and freedom from fear and shame. If we cannot speak our truth without shame, then we have far to go! Join me as I heal my psyche through the creative process and find interesting perspectives as I go about my personal evolution as an artist, mother, and Shaman.