Ocean waves crashing onto the shore line. Small plastic ribbons dancing from a small pom pom, shining brightly against the sunlight.Winds wrap around the forearms and dance gently before moving behind. Look back over the shoulder is a feeling of something amiss. Reluctantly turning to see what’s ahead stands a doorway without a door. A frame rectangular and perfectly still. Noting how ordinary the frame is, mainly that it is wooden and has a light brown sheen for the color. Curiously looking around to see if there’s anything amiss or extraordinary about this. Walking through it, the door frame color turns to black and one vanishes further in with a blink of an eye.On the edge of a forest overlooking a small beach, the warm breeze hits the skin. Glancing back, the forest looks menacing and foreboding uncomfortable thoughts and emotions. Walking towards the beach, hoping that in doing so the gut feeling from the forest will fade. Bare footed against the sand, wood bits, and other small objects usually seen at a beach. Despite the wind being warm everything else feels distant. Ice crystals pop up of the sand walking through and around. Driftwood is evident throughout the area and there’s a large tree trunk sunk into the sand enough to sit on. Dampened wood but better than the sand one sits down and watches the sea. Back and forth, it’s subtle movements makes it easy to fall into a trance. Within that trance the body relaxes, though now the forest can be heard even when it was quiet before. It whispers about the past and tears well up. Slowly that becomes a roar of talking about everything and as everything seems to be getting worse, the trance stops. The forest is quieter and there is less of that uncomfortable feeling, though it still is present. Waves continue to softly land on the beach and somehow it feels warmer as well.A dancer of your fate. You love to find something that sparks your curiosity and create movements on how you feel. You do not like to use words to express yourself, but the actions you take are louder and clearer than words. There’s always something more beyond what the normal objects look like, and you believe that there’s always more to people than what they believe. Though it may not always be a good trait, you believe regardless on their ability to change. There’s an event that still haunts you, drives your emotions to the ground and forces you to relive aspects you want to forget. It makes everything seem much worse than it really is. A hint as to how to start healing is shown in the description, go into a trance and find that source. Be comfortable and allow yourself to wander. Know that while the feelings hurt, you are in control. You have the power to stop what’s happening and continue to move forward. You are strong enough to heal, only if you allow yourself the chance to do so. If it helps to have another person join you, then you won’t be alone in your thoughts. It’s okay to be weak, it’s okay to have such bad memories. Though do not let it define how you enjoy your life, know that it’ll still be there but it’s not the center of worry and stress.
