Stars didn’t look like the way they look now. Bunny thought to herself. Stars used to be brighter, more brilliant. When you look up into the sky, they used to capture your soul, taking you far far away for a trip.
“I used to go on trips with the stars.” Bunny said as she took her last bite of this green, bland tasting small mushroom.
“And?? What happened?” A high pitched voice caught her off guard.
“Who’s there?”
“Just me.” A small mouse popped his head out under a big umbrella looking leaf.
“Here.” he placed a little rock into bunny’s hand. “You recognize it? My grandma said it came from the stars.”
Bunny looked at this little rock. It has a grayish tint. It’s transparent like a crystal but cloudy inside, as if brewing a storm. Its surface is rough and cold.
“No. I’ve never seen something like this. But you know, there are so many stars out there and I haven’t been to all of them. No one can, I suppose.”
She returned the rock to the little mouse.
He looked a little disappointed, but then he picked himself up.
“You said you’ve been to the stars. Can you tell me about it?”
“Sure.” Bunny found a comfy spot underneath a lush looking tree. She lied down with hands crossed underneath her head. She tucked her ears under also and used them like a cushion. She likes to keep her ears warm.
“Well, my favorite star is pink. I don’t know if it has a name. Anyway, I’m calling it the pink star. It has the most amazing beach, filled with little, sparkly pink rocks that are just a little bit bigger than a grain of rice. The air is so sweet. Everything is sparkly, light, happy… including the little spirits.”
“What is the little spirit?”
“Little spirit, well, it’s hard to describe. They are small lights that float around the pink beach. You can’t really see what’s inside the tiny lights but you know they are alive because they keep laughing and laughing around you, like buzzing bees. But much more pleasant, almost like a tickle on your heart, and you can’t help but smiling with them.“
“Like fire flies?”
“Kind of, except their light doesn’t flicker.”
“How did you get there?”
“Well, it used to be very easy. You just close your eyes. Dream about it. And puff, you are there!”
“ So you have to know about it before you go?”
“Yes and no. I don’t ‘know’ about it until I get there. But when I just close my eyes, it came up naturally, like it’s always been there. And I just need to remember it.”
“Can you still do it?”
“I guess. I haven’t tried for a long time.”
“Why not?”
“Well, it seems like I just forgot I could do it.”
“You said just now that you used to go though!”
“Yes, somehow it just occurred to me, right when you heard me.”
“Maybe you can try now?”
“Good idea!” Bunny closed her eyes. A smile came on to her face. And puff, she vanished in front of the little mouse.
There’s just a light indent on the grass in the shape of a rabbit with ears tucked under.
“I should have asked her to take me too…” Little mouse regretted. Then he looked down, and saw the little gray rock.
An idea came up. He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. And Puff! Little mouse vanished. And there’s not even a trace where he just was.
Close your eyes. What stars are you going to?
