{"id":144,"date":"2013-05-24T05:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-05-24T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/8ab46baf-53f5-4f7d-93c6-11480d9f33ea"},"modified":"2013-05-24T05:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-05-24T05:00:00","slug":"the-enchanted-adventures-of-thought-and-feeling-part-i-getting-acquainted","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=144","title":{"rendered":"The Enchanted Adventures of Thought and Feeling, Part I: Getting Acquainted"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Enchanted Adventures of Thought and
\nFeeling<\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

Part I: Getting Acquainted<\/i><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

By Joseph Anthony<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

Once within
\na time, Thought and Feeling walked side by side on a late evening stroll. <\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cLook at
\nthose two starlings swooping and dipping over the field,\u201d said Thought.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s thrilling
\nto watch,\u201d said Feeling, \u201cthey\u2019re beautiful.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019re in
\nthe Sturnidae family.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI see.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cLook at
\nthat sunset,\u201d said Feeling, \u201cThose crimsons splashed with purple–so lovely.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAre you
\nweeping?\u201d asked Thought.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSometimes such
\nbeauty moves me to tears.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cInteresting,\u201d
\nsaid Thought, \u201cI didn\u2019t know the effects of pollution and dust particles in the
\nair could illicit such reactions.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThey do for
\nme,\u201d said Feeling, sniffling a little laugh.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

 As they strolled together the shadows
\nlengthened and the first stars blinked in the navy blue sky, giving birth to the
\nconstellations.  Thought described their shapes
\nand mythologies and Feeling recited poetry. 
\nThought pointed out the North Star and started giving its history and as
\nhe did Feeling looked over at him looking up at the sky and said, \u201cYou so much,\u201d
\nshe said, \u201cI\u2019m impressed.\u201d  Thought
\nbrought his gaze to rest on Feeling and looked her in the eye.  \u201cI think it\u2019s brilliant,\u201d he said, \u201chow you
\nget to the heart of the matter.\u201d  <\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

They both
\nlaughed and continued walking, but this time hand in hand.  <\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

Night
\ndescended, draping her black shawl over the trees.  From within its folds, fireflies emerged and
\nrose and fell, dancing over the fields. 
\nBats fluttered like tattered pieces of shadow loosened from the gossamer
\nfabric left to hang in the tree tops. 
\nDeer stepped from the forest and stood looking this way and that over
\nthe swaying grass.  <\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

 \u201cIt\u2019s all so beautiful,\u201d Thought said,
\nstopping to take it all in.  \u201cIt feels so\u2026so
\nholy.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI think
\nit\u2019s beautiful too,\u201d said Feeling, pressing in closer to Thought, \u201cand
\ndefinitely holy.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

Thought
\nlooked at her and furrowed his brow slightly. 
\n\u201cWait,\u201d he said, \u201cyou just said you think<\/i>
\nthe night is beautiful, and I just said it feels
\n<\/i>holy.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd?\u201d laughed
\nFeeling already knowing where he was going in his train of thinking.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd?\u201d said
\nThought, \u201cI think we\u2019re influencing each other, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d
\nFeeling answered, \u201cisn\u2019t it wonderful?\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWell, I
\nsuppose,\u201d said Thought, \u201cbut what happens if we begin influencing each other
\ntoo much?\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you
\nmean, by too much<\/i>?  Do you mean you\u2019re afraid you might lose
\nyourself in me?\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

After some
\nsilence, Thought nodded and then said, \u201cBut that may not be a bad idea.\u201d  And with that he drew her close and kissed
\nher.  She readily received his attentions
\nand readily gave him her affections and soon they were rolling in the firefly
\ndappled field beneath the blushing stars and smiling moon.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

They awoke
\nto a shower of bird song.  They sat up in
\nthe field and shook the grass from their hair. 
\nThey looked at each other and embraced, drenched in iridescent dew.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

 \u201cLovely day,\u201d Feeling said.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI think
\nso,\u201d Thought replied.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHow do you
\nfeel?\u201d Feeling asked.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWonderful,\u201d
\nhe said, \u201cWhat do you think about our mingling?\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWonderful,\u201d
\nshe said, \u201cI think it\u2019s wonderful.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cFrom now on
\nwe are one, woven together in song.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMelody and
\nharmony,\u201d she said, \u201cand our children,\u201d she began\u2026<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd our
\nchildren,\u201d he continued, \u201cwill be called Freedom and Unity.\u201d<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd they
\nwill grow to become Living Trees that will sustain the world for many
\ngenerations,\u201d said Feeling.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThat sounds
\nlovely,\u201d said Thought.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI think so
\ntoo,\u201d said Feeling.<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

And with
\nthat they rose together and walked home in the newly born light of a newly born
\nday. <\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

Copyright Joseph Anthony of the Wonder Child Blog<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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