There are many different stories or myths in regards to the Peacock. The moment I realized I was surrounded by feathers, and that they belonged to the majestic bird. I did some research. This first entry is just one of the myth’s about the Peacock.
The legend goes that the Mayura was created from the feathers of Garuda, another semi-divine bird of Hindu Myths. Which Garuda is thought to be a vahana or conveyance of Vishnu, one of the Trimurti. The Mayura are mythical and is a symbol of the cycle of time.
So imagine being where I was, and waking to find I’m surrounded by feathers, and then, later on down the road you look up the significance, because they say all dreams mean something, you find that this particular bird, in Hindu scriptures is associated with the cycle of time. Does this mean my time could have been up? Or was it just beginning? Or did my time somehow get interrupted? I pondered that greatly until I remember something my grandmother told me about Peacocks. But I’ll save that for another entry. It’s time for me to go to PT with Beau. I haven’t admitted it out loud to anyone, least of all Jackson, but Beau is definitely a looker. But he’s also professional so he doesn’t make it weird between us when we do PT. Instead he’s a relentless bastard that I want to kill at the end of our sessions. Until Next time!
Until Her August 23
There is always a light at the end of every dark tunnel. But who ever analyzes the journey to get there? There are doors leading to different outcomes, Windows slightly ajar, offering other paths, and cracks in the wall alluding to the outer arena called life.
Jackson’s been through it all.
But he’ll always remember her.
He’ll fight for her.
Almost die for her.
Walk through hell and back for her.
Because until her, there was no him.
Betrayal and new faces all come together as Jackson Storme and Annabelle Macon’s story concludes in Until Her, a southern contemporary filled with ups and downs, rights and wrongs, and finally, their happily ever after. With an extra helping of Lola Danvers