Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Night Travel


Nights when the snows came the little girl would lie wide awake in her bed and let her vision blur until moonlight, snowflakes, branches, and shadows conspired to carry her far away.  On those nights her bed was a raft in the middle of a sea shimmering with purple fish, or a carpet flying high above the blazing desert, or the back of a dragon to which she clung as the great beast cut through clouds.

Nothing about those nights was ordinary.  There were caves to explore, ancient relics to discover, kingdoms to reach before dawn.  And over time the little girl learned, as she traveled through the dark, that to be alone isn't always lonely, and the company of one's own thoughts can be a fine thing, indeed.

15 comments:

  1. Riding the magic carpet of our childhood imagination is something I thought I had forgotten, Thank you for the memory :-)

    ReplyDelete
  2. These images are gorgeous, Gigi---the photo and the writing. Wow! I love these images, and I can see this girl's adventures so extraordinarily vividly. . . . Now, if I can figure out how to change the wallpaper on my computer, I've got a new one!

    ReplyDelete
  3. I remember nights like those, Gigi and like the little girl learned "alone is not lonely" and the company of oneself is a joy! Lovely image, Gigi! xxoo :)

    ReplyDelete
  4. Thanks, friends. That little girl popped into my mind, and now I think I'll write a story about her (when I've finished the one I'm working on).

    ReplyDelete
  5. I am already in love with that sweet little girl...her story will be an adventurous one I'm sure....

    ReplyDelete
  6. I love this story and picture. It reminds me of a time long ago when I was a young girl and thought these thoughts. I need to return to that way of thinking.

    ReplyDelete
  7. When I first glimpsed this image I immediately saw a heart filled with light! And as I read I thought about how appropriate this image is for the writing. After all, the best adventures are in the heart and mind. Imagination is such a wonderous gift...for young and old alike.

    ReplyDelete
  8. Hi Gigi,
    What a beautiful piece of writing.....it makes me want to know more about her so get writing !!!! It reminds me of myself as a child, laying in bed and fantasising about adventures that could be had in my dreams..... of course, we don't have to be young to have such an imagination do we ?!! XXXX

    ReplyDelete
  9. Yes, so true... but sometimes, with a book in hand, the journey is even more magical. Comfortable magic is the perfect cure for my soul :)
    So.. where are we flying to tonight?!

    ReplyDelete
  10. How lovely, both the photo and journey inside your thoughts.

    ReplyDelete
  11. Your words sent shivers up and down my spine, Gigi. I miss the magic of childhood, but am so thankful for writers like you whose minds conjure up the magic.

    ReplyDelete
  12. indeed indeed ...
    i really enjoyed the dragon ride ...
    thanks, dear gigi ...
    xoxo
    pg

    ReplyDelete
  13. Oh Gigi...the imagery you have evoked inside my imagination...this is wonderful!!! A sea with purple fish...I can see that in my mind's eye in such a shimmery magical way. And the dragon!
    I love this. LOVE this.

    ReplyDelete
  14. How fresh and free-flowing your phrases are. It's been so long since I wrote fiction that I am not sure I can any more. Love the picture prompt!

    ReplyDelete

Thank you so much for visiting and for taking the time to leave a comment! I love hearing from you.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...