Winter Moon Rises by Scott Blum

Author:Scott Blum
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hay House, Inc.
Published: 2011-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Summer came quickly that year, and our lives had nearly returned to normal by the time of the solstice. Ashland was always a beautiful town, but the warmest season of the year attracted hordes of tourists to the Shakespearean theaters, spurring a flurry of activity on par with a city five times its size. Many locals avoided the downtown area during the summer for that very reason, but I would often enjoy the surge of energy the visitors brought with them.

Madisyn and I were outside as often as possible and made a point of visiting the many hidden gems showcasing Ashland’s natural beauty. Our favorite place was the Fairy Ponds at the edge of town, and we spent as much free time as we could exploring, and soaking in its charms. One of the most magical settings in all of Ashland, it felt like a medieval forest shrouded by natural arbors of hundred-year-old trees stretching majestically along the creek. A suite of shallow ponds gave the water a place to rest before rushing across the smoothed rocks and fallen branches along the meandering waterway. “Did you see her in the tipi?” Madisyn asked one day after perching on a favorite boulder adjacent to one of the smaller ponds.

“No.” I knew when she was talking about Autumn because of the way she always arched her left eyebrow in the shape of a bassinet. “But I had an epiphany about how to remain present, and supportive of her transition.”

“What was that?”

“It’s hard to describe, but it boils down to acting more like a father and less like a friend.”

“I think that’s an ongoing challenge of being a parent.” She smiled.

“Probably.” I picked up a twig and tossed it upstream. We both watched as it deftly navigated around the maze of rocks before gracefully floating out of sight. “Sometimes I wonder if there’s any point in having the ability to communicate with spirits in other dimensions.”

“I know.” She laughed. “Why can’t they just leave us alone?”

Although Madisyn’s psychic gifts were much different from my own, she was also burdened by supernatural communication. I was sure I would have gone crazy if my life partner hadn’t been able to relate to what I was going through.

“Exactly,” I agreed. “It would be much easier if the only voices we heard were those of the people physically in the room with us.”

She nodded sympathetically.

“It’s hard enough to learn how we’re supposed to act in the world with all the different types of people on this planet. Everyone has different wants and needs, and it’s so easy to say or do the wrong thing even in the best of situations. But when you have to balance that with the expectations of disincarnate souls, it’s almost impossible to make everyone happy.”

“Wouldn’t it be great if we were born with instruction manuals?” Madisyn asked rhetorically. “Something that would explain all the rules about how we’re supposed to live.”

“That sounds like a good idea—maybe you should write one.”

“Maybe I will.

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