Maina stood transfixed overlooking the Grand Canyon’s abyss.
Worried she was terrified, “Maina, are you okay?”
“Wamblee spoke to me,” her eyes looked a little glazed
“Who is Wamblee?”
“Wamblee is my spirit guide. I was the eagle. Look!”
She pointed up. An eagle was soaring but dropped down and landed on the railing. It looked at Maina for a short time before appearing to bow and flying off.
Our Native American guide explained Maina had had a spirit guide experience, “She will achieve greatness in her life.”
We had named her well. Maina was a Hindi name for bird.
This is the prompt photo from the 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups site.
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deanabo
February 5, 2013 at 08:03
Brilliant! I really liked this!
Ross Mannell
February 6, 2013 at 23:15
Thanks for the comment.
It was the birds in the scene and thoughts of the Native American people’s spirit guides that came to mind when I saw the picture.
newpillowbook
February 5, 2013 at 08:32
Odd coincidence – or a message? Nicely paced story.
Ross Mannell
February 6, 2013 at 23:18
Thanks for the comment.
For those who see life as a series of chance events, it’s a coincidence. For those who feel we follow a path through life, it’s a message. 🙂