I left my home to be in a safer place hundreds of kilometers away.
I arrived alone and fearful in a city where only three people knew where I was and one was the estate agent.
Noone else knew, not my family or my friends, that was important for their safety.
After settling in, I was exhausted and fell asleep quickly.
I woke up knowing that I couldn't move -
A wave of terror washed through me.
A dreadful feeling of paralysis and a heavy weight held me down.
I tried to gather my thoughts.
It's a door, an ancient studded door so dark it was black, lying over my body.
Breathe, breathe!
My eyes aclimatised and I saw a tiny flapdoor close to my hand.
I reached my finger out and pushed on the flap.
A sharp shaft of light pours in and I push a little more, reaching my finger as long as it would reach opening the flap all the way.
How does one get out of that small space? but I suddenly know, and I pour myself through the mail flap towards the light and fly out, up and over meadows of colorful wildflowers, the warm sun on my face.
.....and then I awoke to a new start
MgMusings 🤸♀️
