Hello world! It’s been a while, I know, my apologies, I was away doing many many things. Top of the list – a workshop in ‘transactional awareness’. It was an eye opener really, what we really say with our words. It brought me to many a hard realisation in my life. It really made sense for me to write about this today. So read on.
A beautiful white bird with wings like crochet soared in the sky, flapping her wings freely. A hunter standing below tried tricking her with many games, the white bird was unimpressed and continued flying. When she turned away to fly, she felt something stab at her heart, it was unusual, she never felt this way before, his game left her feeling rather hurt, As she found his bullet sitting in her heart, she split in two, two fragments that had to fly separate paths.
One became Butterscotch, the brave one who flew on, finding a life on her own and the other, Peaches, who was soft and tender nursing her wound. Life went on for Butterscotch as Peaches sat on a branch under the sun, her eye closed in grief and pain. Butterscotch had all kinds of new adventures, she met people, people much like the hunter and since that was the only person she met, she sometimes became the hunter. The hunter Butterscotch, much like her friends took aim and shot many a bird, only to say ‘I’m sorry, I hurt you, but see how much pain I am in and that’s why I hunt’. Butterscotch didn’t understand this vicious circle, when she expressed herself, she was called the persecutor, she was often shot, and therefore was the victim, and many a time she’s swoop in to rescue the hunted and end up in the triangle again!’ Oh my, this world just went round and round and round!! Only Butterscotch had a gift and she used it when she had to. It was a spell of magic!
You see Butterscotch had the gift of seeing! She just knew what she wanted and ometimes when the hunters lifted their gun to shoot she would just use her gift and vanish. She vanished from many a hunter. One day Butterscotch put on her thinking cap and said to herself ‘You know I have lost many, I’ve seen many a hunter, I’ve turned into a hunter, what I don’t understand is why I’ve walked the path the way I have.’
She pondered for many a day, what Butterscotch woke up one morning and realised was priceless. She realised she just stopped playing being the hunter and the hunted because she wanted to, and all the times she put on the vanishing cape it was her inner guide telling her she’d had enough. Butterscotch wept and wept. ‘Thank you’, she said for now I know life is not a mistake. She flew back to that place under the sun she loved the most, and there she found Peaches!
Butterscotch ‘n’ peaches
10 inches X 12 inches
Gouache and poster color on recycled paper
Peaches! How we’ve come a full circle, You were hunted and I went out into the world to play the hunter and became the hunted instead. Words can’t describe how they felt, the hunter and the hunted, Butter scotch ‘n’ Peaches. Butterscotch embraced peaches happy to have stepped out of the vicious circle of pain back to where she belonged, a space of true love and peace!