My sister and I got lost in the forest. My stepmother had taken us to visit a friend of hers and Lisa and I had gone off in the woods while they talked in the kitchen. We went so far out into the forest behind that lady’s house as we could. As the colors of dusk began to appear in the sky we realized we’d go so far into the trees that the way back was no longer clear to us. Trees surrounded every inch around us. There was something exciting about it and something frightening at the same time. What if no one found us? What if we were able to disappear and start a new life somewhere else? Our ages dawned on us because we were suddenly very scared. We knew we were lost.
“What’re we going to do?” my sister asked, her eyes darting everywhere.
“We’re protected,” I told her, remembering the contemplations my mom taught me. There was always the Light and it would. “We’ll get out,” I told her.
“What was that sound your mom taught us?” my sister asked.
I made the one syllable meditation sound, “Huuu.” We began singing it there in the woods. She was nine and I was seven.
We sang and asked to be lead out of the forest. That’s when a ball of blue light appeared. It bounced in front of us. I’m not kidding, it’s true. A perfect orb of beautiful blue light bobbed in front of us. We both looked at each other like we were out of our little minds. We looked back at the ball and it was still there so we weren’t crazy. We followed it. It led us to a place in the forest where we were safe again and could find our way. Then it disappeared.
We never told anyone, but we were pretty good at keeping secrets.
Years later when I was interviewing my sister for my documentary, I pulled her aside as my cameraman was packing up the gear. I asked her, “Hey can I ask you something else? Do you remember when we were kids and were lost in the forest – “
“And that blue light appeared??” She finished my sentence for me.
I had a witness.
The Light still appears. I follow it where it leads me.