I just finished reading Spirit Lens, another incredible fantasy novel by Carol Berg. The world and characters are still swirling in my head and I am now picturing everyone in my life in hues of magic, castles, royal court and above all, character.
What if my dear sisters were players in a fantasy world such as this? One sister would be the queen. She is regal, has an unwavering sense of duty and the unflinching ability to discern right from wrong. Head high, she faces whatever life throws at her and handles it with grace.
One sister is undoubtedly the high-spirited knight. Always open to laughter and teasing, she’s the first to action, standing in front with sword raised should any of the others be threatened. Her loyalty is unwavering.
The other sister is obviously the wizard. Wise beyond earthly measure, her counsel is sought in all matters large and small. Her magic calms nerves, soothes injured hearts, and grants courage to all in her care. She is able to conjure whatever tool or weapon is needed in any battle, saving the day over and over.
As much fun as it is contemplate these roles, the reality is messier and more delightful. At any moment the crown, sword and wand can be juggled from one hand to another and the magic of friendship sparks in our hearts.
The metaphor has gone on long enough. Just wait until I read a western!
Love to all,
Nib
And then there is the torchbearer, who so often lights our way, striding forward into the darkest night without fear, guiding us when we falter.
ReplyDeleteHow often has one sister been strong when another retreats only briefly, to rest and gather strength, before once again surging forward to lead the way? I have lost count.
Thank you, Sisters, for teaching me to juggle. And thank you, Nib, for your magical post.
I look forward to the western!
Magical post indeed! But we all know that certain Nibs are the bravest of the bunch, turning as needed down a different, unknown, scary path when it is called for. Taking a new road, one without signposts, is sometimes the most brave thing a sister can do! That is why she is the one that is the torchbearer. She's brave enough to go first on the scree-covered, slanting roadway. So says Inkpot.
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