The Teachings of Eurus

The Greeks had it wrong, Eurus was not ill-fated or terrible; just a tender wind with a teasing temper, mischievous yet refined, winged with satin feathers to tuck one in tightly on many restless and frightful nights.

Bearing gifts of wisdom, enchantment and candied fruits for a fearful, tearful child concealed in an aviary with harlequin birds, colossal gardens, and never-ending blossoms.

With a merciful push and cynical, boisterous laugh, the graceful wind swept her forward and prepared her for re-entry into a world where reality is somewhat sinister, full of suffering, sadness and deception. Yet acquiescent and breathable if she keeps a little bit of the unreality folded on the inside, with playfulness intact and holds the universe lightly upon her hands.

And with great hope and devotion; the wind will continue to push her pleasurably onward.

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

written 03/05/2010 8:35 pm est