Week 21: Little Mischief
Just the beginning of color this week…
Mischief!
Among other things… i’ve been thinking about and distracted by a bit of mischief.
i made up a game as a gift for my childhood friend who got married yesterday. She and i got into mischief together as teens, sneaking out to go to forbidden places…
We lived far out in the country so success depended on planning a ride.
Sometimes we did and sometimes we just walked nowhere, all night by the moonlight, enjoying the stars and feeling like we were up to something.
Remembering these misadventures, i was happy to discover that i had a mischievous gift in me.
Crow must have been sitting on my shoulder whispering in my ear.
What would you discover, if you took a peek into that magical wardrobe of childhood adventures?
What would you hear, if you listened to the crow whispers?