“Other worlds?” Bear’s mouth opened wide in surprise, “We’re in a secret world!”
“I’m overwhelmed. I’ve no words to speak!”
In Bear’s last fantasy, painted green eyes intimidated Bear’s world. Bear and Miss Giraffe pulled into the powerful painting.
Bear and Miss Giraffe now lived on the other side of the green eyes painting. He looked at the drag marks left by himself and Miss Giraffe.
“Wow! Miss Giraffe how are you?
I’m muddy up to my shoulders. Look at you… you’re a mudder too!
Yes I agree. The power from the painting drug us deep through the mud,” said Bear.
“Time to explore. Need water to clean us up.
Marching orders. Onward to our new lives.
Clean up, find food and shelter. This is a new day… better than yesterday.
“Look behind us… the ruts we left. Deep and wide.
Tracks can lead anyone to us. Soon Amy, DennisDragon and crew will find us.
I’m sure they search for us right now. They must miss me… they don’t know about Miss Giraffe.
She’s a surprise to them. She was to me!”
Bear opened his mouth wide. He twinkled his nose… his super powers kicked in.
“Roar… hear the echoes. It’s a canyon… my voice bounces and reverberates.
Come on Miss Giraffe. No time to waste… walk into other worlds.
How can I go on? I am frozen in place as the mud hardens.
Steps are slow. My minds wants to go… my legs don’t!
Miss Giraffe if we persist we win. Push forward with all your might.
Nothing is impossible. There’s always a way.”
Crack! Sounds of thunder… lightning lit the skies, the tree and grass with fire!
“Rain. Rain everywhere… Miss Giraffe your legs!”
Her dark brown legs melted before their eyes. Spots of white appeared with new shades of orangish brown.
Bear stood and laughed. His thoughts formed into words.
“I knew we had our back against the wall. How would we escape?
I spoke as if we could make it. We did!
Life is funny. About the time we think we’re stuck it changes.
We’ve seen it twice recently. Power pulled us into other worlds.
Mudders we became. We were like sticks in the mud and couldn’t move.
Look now. How far we’ve come!
The quote ‘as a man thinketh so is he’ is true. We believed and now look.
What is next in our new world? Bear’s Path is wide open.
So marvelous this delicious new world. One step at a time… we go on.
“Look! There’s something in that tree.
It’s a tree house. Somebody must live there.
I’ll just knock on the door. Is anybody home?”
The knock echoed as Bear’s roar did earlier. No answer to Bear’s knocks.
“Guess it’s time to rest. We’ll wait until someone comes home.
A bright multi colored bird inside a circle flew overhead. The breeze carried him downward.
“Hello Mr. Bird. Do you know anything about the tree house?
It’s empty. No one lives there anymore,” said the bird.
“Can anyone live there? Can we move in?
Of couse! If it fits… move right in.
We’ll make it fit. If we persist… we win.
Thank you Mr. Bird. The breeze carried you to us… good timing.
Other worlds just opened up. Again.
Knock Knock Tree House
“Miss Giraffe I believe our thoughts and words make other worlds. The worlds open like doors.
If we believe… anything is possible. What do you believe?” asked Bear.
“It may be your thoughts and worlds. Me… I am scared.
Can’t you see my knees knocking together? You thought the echoes of your knock came from knocking on the tree house door.
It wasn’t. My knees knocked!”
Bear looked at Miss Giraffe. Sure enough her knee bones knocked together.
Miss Giraffe shook fiercly. Would she fall down?
“Miss Giraffe please relax. There’s nothing to fear.
This is paradise. Look at the coconuts overhead.”
The palm trees swayed in a gentle breeze. Tropical flower perfume floated through the air.
“I tell you I’m scared. I want to run.
Miss Giraffe please focus on the beautiful perfume. Close your eyes and smell.
Slow… deep breathing. Relax.
Sit down. Relax.
Knees to the ground. Relax.
Close your eyes. See the turquoise blue ocean waters.
Listen to the gentle waves. Sparkling white sand beaches.
Diamonds among the shells. Sea horses dance and prance.
You’re calm. You’re peaceful.
Your new world is wonderful.
“Everything’s so beautiful,” Miss Giraffe’s eyes opened slowly. “I’m right where I’m supposed to be.
All fear is gone. Replaced by peace and love.
It’s true. Love overcomes all.
Now I need a nap.”
Her eyes closed… she laid down… her head on her knees. She entered dream world.
Bear needed a nap too. Those soothing words relaxed him so much he joined her in the dream world.
“What a pair. Snoring in rhythm together,” said Mr. Bird.
“I’ll knock some coconuts down for their lunch. They’ll eat and drink when they wake up.”
The colorful bird hit a palm tree as he flew by. Coconuts scattered on the ground.
Bear woke up first. A coconut fell near his hand.
“My teeth won’t crack this. Let me see what a rock will do.
The rock split the coconut… white milk poured on the ground. White meat clung to the shell.
Bear’s claws made quick work of the white meat. No help with the milk.
He shook the next coconut. He heard liquid.
“Now let me see what my bear claws can do with this coconut. They are nice and sharp.”
He shoved his bear claws in the dark holes on the coconut. The holes softer than the coconut shell.
“It worked. Other worlds… again!”
He drank coconut milk from the holes. He saved some for Miss Giraffe when she woke up.
“Paradise! Food, shelter provided… same as the powerful rain washed us clean.
Life changed fast. In a moment their needs met.”
Victory & Red Trumpet Flowers!
“Time to check out the tree house. We need to go inside and look it over when Miss Giraffe wakes up.”
Miss Giraffe stretched from head to toe. Twisted every way… removed knots and kinks.
“Now where Mr. Bear? Over to the tree house you say.”
One step and Miss Giraffe stood tall at the tree house. Her neck and head bent… under the door frame.
“Oh you shouldn’t have Mr. Bear. Thank you for the beautiful red flowers inside the tree house.”
Bear wondered how he got credit for flowers in the tree house. He hadn’t been inside the tree house.
“May I see inside Miss Giraffe? I want to see the flowers too!”
Bear went inside the tree house. Yes, red flowers were inside… he traced them to a vine that snuck inside.
The vine wandered from a plant next to the tree house. The vine climbed and decorated the window frame.
“I’ll take the credit for the flowers. Actually I had nothing to do with the red trumpet flowers inside the tree house.
What else is inside? Looks pretty deserted… except for dead leaves on the floor.
There’s a chimney for the fireplace. A hearth for cooking.”
Bear’s eyes adjusted to the inside light. Miss Giraffe couldn’t come inside because of her size however her head fit.
“Cooking, fireplace for heat, roof to shelter us from rain. Red flowers to cheer us.
Yes, I know only your head fits inside. We can solve your problem.
How about building your own tree house? We can use this as an example!”
Bear stepped outside with Miss Giraffe. He looked around the clearing.
“Wow see those dead palm tree trunks. We stand the tree trunks up for your tree house.
They are taller than you. Those vines strong enough to wind around them to hold them togehter.
Yes, I can see your tree house built already. How about you Miss Giraffe?
Oh yes Mr. Bear my tree house will fit me well. A few days building time… I’ll have a new home too!”
So Bear and Miss Giraffe worked with the palm tree trunks and the vines. Days of hard labor.
“It’s done. Please step inside the door.
Oh yes Mr. Bear. This is perfect… all I need is some flowers like your house.
What color flowers? We’ll find the perfect plant for you.
I’ll lay my head on the ledge inside my tree house tonight. My body inside like yours… all the comforts of home.
Other worlds we have created. Victory!
Suitcase with Other Worlds?
“Tomorrow morning let’s explore. There must be more than tree houses in this clearing.
Yawn… stretch… yawn. I’ll wake Bear so we can explore.
Mr. Bear I’m here. Where are you?”
Bear not found. He woke hours before Miss Giraffe.
He watched bubbles bump the skies. Their laughter and bumps they had seen on the other side of the green eyes painting.
They enticed them close to the intimidating green eyes painting. Then their power pulled them here.
Bear exclaimed, “Now I know what bumped the ground. And laughed!
There it goes again. Once more the sound of a tiny bell ringing!
One of these days I must remember to get my hearing checked. Right now I need to talk to these people.”
They showed him a suitcase filled with other worlds. It was a quick way to visit other places filled with little people.
They were so happy. They told him about the secret swimming hole.
“This swimming hole looks like so much fun. I’ll go wake Miss Giraffe.”
The two of them almost ran head on. They were excited about this exploration.
“A place to swim! Come swim with me,” said Bear.
“I’m right behind you. Don’t leave me.
Should I tell him I don’t swim. No, my legs are long… I’ll be fine.”
Bear and Miss Giraffe laughed and splashed in the secret swimming hole.
Did they do the butterfly stroke and the frog leg kick? Did Miss Giraffe swim or sink?
What happened to the little people in the bubbles? What about their suitcase?
BearHugs ’til our next adventure,
Amy & Bear