Note to reader: I am using this space and place to post parts of a new slip-fiction novel series I am working on, Left Brain Right, the story of a young girl who hears voices. Left-Brain excerpts will be from her care-takers’ point of view or the point of view of the friends and family around her, while right-brain excerpts will describe how she sees the situation. I will not be posting the whole story, but I will be posting practical tips when dealing with someone, or one’s own self, as they are going through traumatic, or not so traumatic, experiences.

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How today’s story excerpt can help you:

Theme: No one can understand, nor escape, the full mystery of life.  The best we can do is learn from it, grow, and try to keep reaching for the next level.

In today’s story excerpt, Michelle is in the Spirit World (dream world) with her grandmother is giving her some advice before she finally passes on.

Point of View: Michelle’s (Right Side)

Mystery of Life
Spirit Time

A soft humming,
like the sound of a Native flute,
came drifting towards her
among her chaotic thoughts and feelings.

It was familiar, a lullaby
her grandmother used to hum to her
every night when she was a child
to summon good Spirits to protect her while she slept.

The hypnotic vibrations calmed her,
but it wasn’t strong enough to fill
the empty void that was beginning to form
in the deepest places of her heart.

Feeling heavy as a sand bag,
Michelle forced herself to lean
into her grandmother, who was so frail,
and yet so strong.

“No one can escape the wheel of life,”
her grandmother’s breaths brushed her ear.
“It’s a journey we all must experience
on one level or another.”

“No one can understand the full mastery of life,”
she continued pulling Michelle back
and looking into her salty teared eyes.
“Mine is over, but yours has just begun.”

A lightning-type thought
went through Michelle’s mind,
“Then make mine stop!
Take me with you!” she pleaded.

Grandmother shook her head
pursed her lips and said,
“Every night I used to tell you bedtime stories.

Michelle nodded.
“Do you remember the story of the boy
who tried to outrun his fate,
yet only ended up coming face to face with it?

“You can’t escape what needs to be learned.
Each time you try,
It will only come back uglier
and louder.”

p.s. I am smiling because the only “A” I ever got on a high school paper was “What’s the Meaning of Life?” 😉 All the others were Ds and Fs – #truestory.