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Before the Road

 I didn’ta know I had wings. Not when I fell.  Not when I fractured. Not even when I woke up gasping in the dark. But the road whispered. With every step I took—through thorn, through fog, through flame—I gathered truths I thought I’d lost. They didn’t arrive all at once. They came in quiet moments, in a reflection, in a touch, a voice that said, “You’re not alone.”

Shadows on the Yellow Brick Road:

One Woman’s Journey to Grow Wings Where She Was Once Broken

Dedication

For the lanternbearers— those who walk with trembling hands but never let go of the light. For the broken, the brave, and those still searching for their wings.

A Few Opening Reflections

As you prepare to step into these pages, remember that every chapter is a steppingstone along a path that mirrors the twists of our inner world. Each epigraph is not just a quote—it’s an invitation to linger on the meaning of our journeys.

• The Whisper of Wings hints that even the quietest parts of our being can hold the promise of transformation.

• The Lantern Tree, with its gentle guidance, reminds us that the path we walk is already lit with our past and potential.

In these beginnings, you might sense the echoes of your own quiet battles—as well as the profound courage that comes from believing in the beauty of renewal. This story, like your own journey, is not linear. It is woven with moments of doubt and flashes of unyielding hope, where every broken piece of the past becomes the blueprint for tomorrow’s wings.



Keeping In Touch With The Lantern 🏮 Tree

Prologue: Before the Road

I didn’t know I had wings. Not when I fell. Not when I fractured. Not even when I woke up gasping in the dark.

But the road whispered. With every step I took—through thorn, through fog, through flame—I gathered truths I thought I’d lost. They didn’t arrive all at once. They came in quiet moments, in a reflection, in a touch, a voice that said, “You’re not alone.”

This isn’t the story of someone who was saved. It’s the story of someone who chose to believe that the broken things could still grow beautiful. That even shadows can follow a yellow brick road.

And that wings don’t carry you away— they carry you home.

Questions?
Wings of perception

A Story

The Wings of Perception

Chapter 1: The Revelation

Evelyn Harper had always been an ordinary woman, leading a quiet life in the small town of Whispering Pines. But one fateful evening, everything changed. As she walked through the park, the sun dipping below the horizon, she felt a strange warmth envelop her.

Suddenly, her vision shifted. Peo

The Wings of Perception

Chapter 1: The Revelation

Evelyn Harper had always been an ordinary woman, leading a quiet life in the small town of Whispering Pines. But one fateful evening, everything changed. As she walked through the park, the sun dipping below the horizon, she felt a strange warmth envelop her.

Suddenly, her vision shifted. People around her were no longer mere mortals; they were beings of light, each adorned with magnificent wings. Evelyn blinked, convinced she was dreaming. But the vision persisted.

White wings stretched from the shoulders of a young girl feeding ducks by the pond. Her innocence radiated like a beacon. Evelyn knew she was witnessing an angelic presence. The girl’s laughter echoed through the air, and Evelyn wondered if others saw her ethereal form.

Then, she noticed a man sitting on a bench, his wings a deep midnight blue. His eyes held sorrow, and his wings seemed to absorb the shadows around him. Evelyn sensed pain, regret, and secrets hidden beneath his human facade. Was he a fallen angel?

As she continued her walk, Evelyn encountered a businessman with charcoal-gray wings, sharp and angular. His eyes darted around, calculating every move. His aura screamed ambition, but it was tinged with greed. Evelyn wondered if he was a dark messenger or a lost soul.

And then there was the old woman feeding breadcrumbs to pigeons. Her wings were tattered and ashen, barely visible. Yet, they fluttered with resilience. Evelyn sensed a lifetime of sacrifice, love, and compassion. Perhaps she was a guardian angel who had forgotten her celestial origins.

Chapter 2: The Gift and the Burden

Evelyn grappled with her newfound ability. She could see beyond flesh and bone, into the very essence of people. Their wings revealed their souls—their intentions, their struggles, their inner battles.

She met a young artist with iridescent rainbow wings, each feather shimmering with creativity. His eyes held dreams, and Evelyn wondered if he was a muse sent to inspire humanity.

But there were darker encounters too. A politician with twisted crimson wings, dripping with deceit. A criminal with leathery bat wings, lurking in the shadows. Evelyn’s heart ached as she witnessed the duality of existence—the interplay of light and darkness.

Chapter 3: The Quest

Evelyn sought answers. She visited the town’s ancient library, poring over dusty tomes. She discovered references to winged seers—rare individuals gifted with sight beyond sight. They could perceive the divine tapestry woven into reality.

The librarian, an old man with silver wings, guided her. “You are a bridge,” he said. “Between realms. Your purpose is to discern truth from illusion.”

Evelyn’s quest intensified. She met others like her—a healer with emerald-green wings, a scientist with electric-blue wings, and a child with translucent butterfly wings. Together, they formed the Order of the Winged Seekers.

Chapter 4: The Revelation Unveiled

As Evelyn delved deeper, she realized that the wings were not just symbols—they were choices. Each person’s wings reflected their actions, their intentions, and their connection to the divine.

She confronted the man with the midnight blue wings, unraveling his past. He wept, seeking redemption. She whispered, “Your wings can heal.”

The businessman’s charcoal-gray wings softened when Evelyn shared stories of compassion. “You can change,” she said.

And the old woman? Her tattered ashen wings-glowed brighter as Evelyn thanked her for a lifetime of kindness.

Epilogue: Wings of Grace

Evelyn’s gift became her purpose. She helped mend broken wings, guided lost souls, and reminded humanity of its celestial heritage. The town of Whispering Pines transformed, its people awakening to their true selves.

And Evelyn? Her own wings remained hidden, waiting for the day she would soar beyond perception, bridging the gap between God and life.

Note: Whether Evelyn’s wings were white, iridescent, or something else entirely, only she knew. But her journey had just begun. 🕊️🌟

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