Gavin’s heart grew heavier with every step he took in the silent forest. The looming darkness of night seemed to reflect his gloomy thoughts. Thoughts and memories of his early childhood when he had taken a walk in the same forest with his late father. As he trudged onward through the red and golden autumn leaves that covered his path, he began to speak out loud as if he were composing a letter.
With a glum look on his face, the young Aboriginal hunter, Manimanuk, looked out over the plains from the rocky outcrop where he was standing. Angry words had been spoken earlier that morning in the camp of his people. To Manimanuk it seemed as if there were two camps. One, led by one of the elders, was determined to move on to better hunting grounds before the dry season came. The other camp felt it was better to wait until one of the mothers fully recovered after breaking her leg while foraging for yams.
The afternoon sun shone brightly as young Maddie trudged down the road home from school with a glum look on her face. She still felt downhearted because of what had taken place in the schoolyard at morning break. Some boys from her class had made fun of a girl from another class. This girl’s father had been laid off quite a while back and her parents could hardly make ends meet with only her mother’s wages. The boys were making fun of her second-hand clothing and calling her parents losers.
Part 5 in the Helena Series
“Ohhh,” Helena and Marlon sighed as the most radiant sun they had ever seen, appeared before them.
They gazed at the sun to see it transform into a smiling woman’s face so full of love that it brought tears to their eyes. A warm and gentle voice spoke.
“Dear children, I am called Tamar. Please, come closer.”
The two friends did as they were asked.
“My name is Helena,” Helena said without the slightest hesitation.
“And I am called Marlon,” Marlon added with equal enthusiasm.
“Yes, I know, my little wise ones. I have been watching you from above since the day you were born.”
“Were you expecting us, Tamar?” Helena asked.
“Yes, I was indeed. Just as humankind has been expecting me for thousands of years.”
“So, you are the long-expected Sun,” Helena said to her own surprise, as the words did not feel as if they were her own.
“Yes, I am,” Tamar replied, “and to the ancients I am also known as Sirius.”
Part 4 in the Helena Series
After enjoying the view at the bayou, Helena and Marlon walked back to the gardens of the grand old house. There they stood beside Grandma’s oak again. Out of reverence for the wise old tree, they hesitated to lay their hands on its sturdy, grooved bark. Instead, they stood there for a while holding hands. In doing so, they soon noticed how powerful the oak was even at a distance. It filled them with a sense of calm.