The Ramblings and Wanderings

I had something cool happen last night
I’ve been working on writing about my treks at night. It’s a ¾ km walk downhill the mountain to moms. 1/2 km as the crow flies, but its down, around, down, around, up around. I have a lot to share about the long walks in the dark, in the woods, on the mountain. But I have been storing it up, working it out.

However, last night something happened, and before I have the time to fully over analyze it, I wanted to share it was rather fresh and raw.
Here it is.

Mom’s collie Athena started having her pups. So I grabbed my bag and my sled and started heading down the hill
Now, as a way to earn the trust of various spirits or what have you on my new land, I figured I’d give them my trust. So I’ve been doing lots of walking back and forth around the property without any light. I also wanted to show that I won’t be intrusive, or as little as I can.
But the moon was not out last night as it was cloudy. And I was in a hurry to help mom. So I reach in my bag for my flashlight and its not there and I’m half way to moms by then. I go around the corner to where the hill starts to get steep and the trees are closer so it’s real dark
And I can’t see my footing at all. Now, I should mention that I tend to chitchat with, well either nothing or everything, I suppose as I walk along.
So I’m walking real slow and careful and say out loud “I need light, Im in a hurry, there’s babies coming, I have a broken toe, a broken hand and I don’t want to fall and be out here in the cold and injured”
“I need light”
A suddenly, like someone flicked a switch a light goes on, at the base of a smallish, bushy pine tree, at the side of the trail. At the base of the tree! It was bright enough to light up the tree and cast just enough light to walk on the trail. It was blue, white and very soft light. As if there was a 40-watt light bulb on the ground, at the base of the tree and behind the tree.
I couldn’t hear anything because of the sound of my sled and I didn’t want to stop walking. Plus my heart was pounding a little.
The tree was not far away. I could have thrown a stone and hit it.
So I’m walking towards the tree, along the trail that runs beside it and suddenly on the side of the tree opposite me a figure moves, very quickly, from one side of the tree to another, from the dark, into the light and out into the dark again. It was a dark figure, like it ate the light or was somehow back lit. And it was not my shadow because I had no light behind me. The tree light was the only light at all. The figure was shaped like a person but tall. And striding.
Now my heart is really pounding and I’m looking around and checking around and behind me to make sure it’s not my mind or the light playing tricks.
By the time I’m parallel to the lighted tree the figure is gone.
So when I get just past the tree, slightly beside but starting to pass it, I put my hand on my heart. In honor, thanks, and greeting. The very same moment I put my hand on my heart, the light goes out. Flick

I checked out the tree today, nothing there, just some deer tracks

Now, strange things tend to happen wherever I’m at. And I’ve seen lights in the woods before. You know, the little flashes, the “fireflies” out of season and in different colors, the sparks floating on the wind that isn’t there etc, but no lights quite like this, so blatant.