Flowering. Approach. Part 12: Nature Provides
Listen, my son, to your father’s instruction and do not forsake your mother’s teaching.
Reader discretion is advised: This series contains death, violence, and sexual content. Flowering is not a lighthearted series. Flowering is meant for a mature audience. It is not my intention to mislead those who read it, thus misleading the perception of the series itself, leading your hearts astray.
Please, "take this lesson to heart." - LaRha and Wetah
Zephyr looked past his mother towards the hut where his father laid on the ground asleep, snoring away. He had taken the warm spot that LaRha had left, almost curling around their daughters protectively. It would only be soon enough until his snoring would wake up Zaria and Xelu.
“You see Zephyr,” his mother looked at him, “you are not the only person who likes beautiful women. There are tons of women, with all different types of beauty. For each woman of a different type of beauty, there is somebody out there beholding their beauty. You must learn to be able to look away, and not to become fixated.”
“Huh? What does that word mean?”
“It means that you must not allow yourself to stay still for too long, in body and in mind.”
“Like when hunting a deer?”
She perked up at the thought of that, “He’s thinking quickly now.” “Exactly, just like that. You can watch the deer, but if you do not reach for your bow or bola, you will never be given the chance to eat the deer.”
“A woman can make me become fixated?”
She nodded, “Yes, think back to the first time you remember hunting deer with your father.”
“We didn’t see anything for a long time. Then we only heard and saw birds and squirrels.”
“And what about the deer?”
“We had to keep returning. We didn’t see any deer for days.”
“Exactly,” she raised a finger in front of him as if to make a point. “Now, think back to the time a deer first walked in front of you.”
“It was a doe. A beautiful deer. She walked gracefully, quietly, and she stared at us.”
“How did it make you feel seeing your first deer?”
“Dad said I got excited, and even though I think I was still, he told me that I was probably moving a little. That’s why the deer left.”
“Because you got too excited?”
“Yeah, I was having little wiggles.” He was a bit ashamed to have ruined a harvesting opportunity.
“Don’t put your head down. Everybody’s like that with new experiences in their life. You probably thought about how much meat we were going to eat afterwards. Trust me, I may not cast as well as a shadow as your father, but I enjoy a good meal. Nature provides.”
“So, do not worry. Do not become fixated. She is not the only woman out there. There will be others.”
“She’s the only one I’ve seen as of now besides you, Xelu, and Zaria.”
“Do not worry,” LaRha asserted. “There will be other opportunities.”
“More than you can count on your fingers and toes. More than hairs on your head. More than the leaves that are in a forest, and more than the grains of sand on a beach.”
“I’ll really have more than five?”
LaRha busted out laughing and almost slammed her head on the tree stump. “Why would you speak of such a low number?”
“I’ve only seen one other woman. Five is more than one. More than twice the size. Five is huge!”
She sighed internally, “Someday you will see, and you will learn. As for now, you must continue to grow so you can see and learn.” Letting go of the tension within her chest and mind to put her at ease, she knew that to get over the intensity, she’d have to learn to allow him to run. “I cannot smother him. I must allow him to grow and go away from me. He’ll return as needed.”
“If you’d like to go set your traps again, go ahead and do so. I will walk in with you, but only so far. Stay safe, and remember,” she paused, and they both spoke together, “when in the forest, stay in the forest, not in your head.” Smiling at him, she downed the rest of her bowl and said, “Now finish your slices, so we can go.”