Chapter 1 - Part 4 - The Shady Lane

We continued down the lane and I became aware that we had turned on to a different lane, one lined now with massive ancient shady oak trees. I noticed there were walls lining both sides of the lane. I guess my eyes and mind were so busy taking in and absorbing the great beauty of the canopy of blooms that I hadn’t had time or mental capacity to see beyond the edges of the lane before on the luminous blossom laden lane we had been on. The walls on either side of this shady green lane were very tall and were finely built of red brick. Gorgeous green ivy and lush moss covered most of these towering walls. I would estimate they were approximately 10 to 12 feet tall. The ivy and moss made it evident that these walls were very antique and had been here along with the great trees for quite some time. Elegant brick pillars supported these tall walls and each pillar was finished with an ornate finial. Even though this lane was shady, it like the other lane had a luminescence to everything from the leaves of the giant trees to the delicate moss and ivy. It was an elegant lane completely detailed with every shade of green imaginable. The next thing I knew we had stopped in the middle of the lane. I peered around. The wall was completely overgrown with ivy here and I was in awe of the massive reach of the towering ancient oaks. These oaks created so much shade that is was almost dark here was it not for the glow of all the energy from all the life that surrounded me. The lane had been so meticulously trimmed and cared for up to this point but now as I stood and looked, the property in front of me looked a bit neglected compared to the rest of the neighborhood. I was wondering why we had stopped and here of all places. Then I noticed that the sidewalk we were on, although mostly covered with a layer of moss, un-raked leaves, and debris, seemed to have an intersecting walk that led to the street. I felt that this was the entrance to something that had long been forgotten. With my foot I scraped away some of the debris and noticed this walk seemed to lead to nowhere as it disappeared right into the overgrown ivy that covered the tall, tall wall. I thought, “What should we do now?” and as if the Spirit felt my thoughts I received a powerful feeling of familiarity. I exclaimed, “I know this place, I know this place! I have been here before…Help me clear this ivy.” I immediately started to struggle and pull at the ivy that covered the wall as if searching for some long lost treasure.