Being an older, inner city suburb, Eraldus had many laneways crisscrossing behind the houses. Maria, often, walked them because they were much quieter than the streets. They were paved with uneven cobblestones and marked with weeds, puddles, graffiti, and solitude. Eraldus was, originally, a Greek area and there were still many olive trees and vegetable gardens growing over and through the back fences. In marked contrast to the stunning beauty of the Waldmeer beaches, the laneways were a vacuum. There was little to look at and so one started looking inwards. The energy in the laneways was different to the surrounding suburb. For one thing, Amira’s voice was particularly clear. However, other voices of lesser realms, also, seemed to make their presence known up and down the empty pathways. Continue reading “Waldmeer: Laneways”
Right from the start, Paul didn’t like Maria. She had nothing against him but we are careful with people who dislike us. Gabriel had many gay friends in the city. It was a part of his life that Maria had had no contact with until they were housemates. Now, she met some of those friends when they visited the house. One of them was Paul. Continue reading “Waldmeer: Trust”
Gabriel sat down on Maria’s bed as he had done many times in the city house they were now sharing with Charlie and Mary in Eraldus. “I know you are trying your best but you really need to earn more money,” said Gabriel. “Our first six months lease is up and they have put it up a lot.” As he had originally suggested back in Waldmeer, Maria set up the veranda as a healing space. It wasn’t lacking clients. Most days people knocked on the house door asking for the healing girl. She listened to their problems and helped them with their healing as much as she was able to. “You have lots of clients and they love you,” said Gabriel. “You should be making lots of money by now.” He paused and thought he sounded too materialistic. “I just don’t understand it. That’s all. I never see you buying anything for yourself. Where does your money go?” Continue reading “Waldmeer: Eraldus”
“I’m going to sell my house,” Farkas said to Verloren who was in Waldmeer for the weekend working on her gardening project.
“What?” said a shocked Verloren. “No, I like coming here.” Continue reading “Waldmeer: Being Saved / New Beginning”