yellow grass into the valley below, and as we followed them, I saw the yellow grass around me. I stuck out my hands as we ran and let my fingers brush through the tall thin stalks, only it felt like liquid running over my hands.
At the bottom of the hill we found Ian and Ross sitting next to each other on their knees in the middle of the tall grass. They had mashed down a little place in a circle, and they were sitting there, holding hands. Ian said, Look! We built a NEST.
Lauren and Blake and I saw this and laughed and laughed until the tears ran down our cheeks. I thought it was amazing and wonderful! I was going to build a nest too, but then Lauren saw a big boulder over by a tree near the stream and called us over to it. We all climbed up on top of the giant rock, and as we sat there, I saw a bee, lazy and slow, dance around, then land next to my hand. Any other time I would have yelped and tried to shoo it away, or run from it myself. But this bee seemed to be trying to tell me something. His hind end with the yellow and black stripes seemed to be wiggling in a strange rhythm, and Ifelt as though I was connected to this bee, that he had a message for me that only I could decipher because he spoke a language of bee dancing that only I could understand. I called Lauren over, and she watched the bee dance with me.
I just read what I wrote, and it sounds like a CRAZY person has hijacked this journal, but thatâs EXACTLY WHAT IT WAS LIKE! It was like the bee and I were TALKING to each other until eventually he flew straight up into the blue, and when he did, I followed him with my eyes, and WOW! The bright blue was dripping down out of the sky and landing with big silver splats onto the grass at the top of the next hill. I told Blake that I had to go see the sky waterfall, and he giggled like a little boy. Then I jumped down off of the Bee Boulder and led the charge up the hill in front of us, chasing the shadow of a cloud up the hill.
At the top of the hill I found myself back at the stream, and just as I turned around, 2 horses came walking up the hill, and I clapped my hand over my mouth and felt shivers of pure joy shooting up and down my spine. It gave me goose bumps all over. Suddenly Blake was at my elbow, and he whispered, Câmon. Then, very slowly, he walked up to one of the horses and held out his hand. The horse snorted and eyed us, then came closer and sniffed his hand, then licked it. Blake told me I had to feel that, and so I held out my hand too. The horse was sopowerful, and muscular. It looked like it could just crush us both if it wanted to, but it was kind, and gentle, and when it licked my hand, its tongue felt like warm, wet sandpaper scraping over my palm. It felt AMAZING.
The whole day was like that. I wish I could do it justice as Iâm writing about it. I feel like I could use all of the words that I have in my head 100 times each and never be able to tell exactly what it was like. There were so many amazing parts: sitting on the low branch of a big sycamore tree with Blake, and holding hands and talking about the way the sky looked. Then we were just quiet, and I saw sunbeams shimmering out from the edges of a giant cloud, and I felt for sure it was God sending me a signalâa signal that everything was going to be okay; that we were all connected: me, Blake, Lauren, Ian, Ross, the bee, the trees, the horses, the grass, the hills, the whole earth, and everyone on it.
Ross and Lauren and I lay on our backs in the grass and stared up through the leaves of a tree at the blue sky, and the leaves made a canopy that would snap into a grid, then swirl and snap into a grid again. Ross said it was like we were plugged into a big computer program, and Lauren said she thought maybe the acid allowed us to see the way the whole universe really worked. Then she said that she felt so peaceful and safe, and that she loved me and Ross so much, and we said we felt the same way.
Eventually the sun
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