She closed her eyes and inhaled the sunset mist…
As she let her breath out slowly, a deep sense of nostalgia filled her.
It felt like she was in a long-lost 19th-century Romantic painting.
Time was standing still. There was only the pure silence of nature…
She looked at the elegant trees surrounding her – her wisest friends, who always listened and never judged. At the lake that always embraced her with all her human flaws and vulnerability. Looking at her reflection in the water, she softly whispered to herself:
“Edith, you have arrived. You are home.”
This flash fiction story was originally written for and published on The Story Seed. It is inspired by and dedicated to the teachings and meditations of Thich Nhat Hanh, one of the greatest spiritual teachers on earth.