Circles of Separation: Part 2 begins.
Chapter 34: Not Dead Yet
Two months had passed. It was still winter but no one in Gabriel and Amira’s Dementia Unit dance class was cold. Everyone was hot and pumping jive. The class had come to an equilibrium of its own accord. Gabriel was given notes from the “proper” dance instructors, although, somewhat begrudgingly. The notes were enough to give a loose direction and Wolfgang and Madeline would demonstrate the technical elements of each dance for anyone interested. Although Madeline’s mind could not remember the technique, her body remembered perfectly well the movements she had practised for so many years. Lacking in technical knowledge, Gabriel and Amira decided to go with transferring the feeling of each dance and giving their students an immersive experience. Basically, all that meant was turning the music up and dancing enthusiastically with the class members in, more or less, the appropriate style. Continue reading “Circles of Separation: Curiosity Shop”
The worst person to escape is oneself.
Chapter 32: Untroubled
Even though Thomas and Kathleen had previously been boyfriend and girlfriend for two years and friends for decades, they had never been on a holiday together. When Kathleen had a holiday house in Waldmeer, being in her house was her holiday. Nor had they ever lived in the same house. Their holiday was quite a revelation. It had wonderful moments and difficult ones. Continue reading “Circles of Separation: Fellow Travellers”
Don’t feed the drama monster. It’s insatiable and has no friends.
Chapter 28: Drama
Amira took every opportunity that crisp, glorious day to be outside. She walked down to the beach and returned via the shops and up the hill taking the longer route past Verloren’s holiday house. There was a For Sale sign in the front garden. She stopped to look at it and wondered why Verloren would be selling. In the five years since Farkas sold this house to Verloren, thought Amira, he has lived at Charlie’s property in the back hills and in Ide’s bungalow, bought a house, started a relationship, had a baby, ended a relationship, and, hopefully, is now resurrecting that same relationship. What Amira didn’t recall was Farkas’s two interdimensional trips to the North Country; one to the wolf pack for a whole winter and one to the Head Gardener’s house in the Garden of Garourinn. Verloren had, also, been given the privilege of an interdimensional visit to the Garden of Garourinn in her earliest Waldmeer days. Its value seemed to lie dormant for the many years since. Verloren did, occasionally, dream of the Head Gardener. She didn’t know who it was other than a wise man giving advice. Generally, she couldn’t recall what the advice had been. Continue reading “Circles of Separation: Choose Again”
If we could live in the consecrated spaces of happiness and forget the past, how easily the world would transform.
Chapter 25: Vibes
The rain was bucketing down and the wind was gusting fiercely and unpredictably. Never one to give up on her walks, Amira set off down the hill to town. After a few minutes, she abandoned her umbrella, pulled her hood over her head, and sped up her pace. By the time she got to the yoga studio, she was as wet as the day. Continue reading “Circles of Separation: Adjustments”
Be forgiving but wise.
Chapter 21: The Hattery
A few years ago, when Amira first returned to Waldmeer from Eraldus, she had an unfortunate experience with a Waldmeer couple, Oswald and Billy. They were domestic and business partners and owned the upmarket, Hattery, in the main street of Waldmeer. It wasn’t exactly in the main shopping strip. A narrow path between the brick walls of two buildings led to a plain, black door which was the entrance to the exclusive shop. It didn’t have a sign. Continue reading “Circles of Separation: Brick Wall”