Night Whisperers

"Do you hear them?" Amme asks.

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"Their under those trees."

"I didn't hear anything," I say. My curiosity heightens as darkness surrounds me. "Amme, the late moon offers a spectacular view of the stars, and I am glad you talked me into coming out tonight, but the trees you point to escape my eyes."

"I always forget you cannot see as well as I in the dark, although for a human, you see better than most. Most come into the forest carrying flashlights, then lose themselves to its arc of light.

"I like that you're always willing to come in darkness. Crawl under those branches and you'll see them."

"Are you sure I won't disturb them Amme?"

"Of course you'll disturb them, but that's the whole point. It's part of the game our kind play with theirs."

"But you and I are not the same Amme. What are they? Will it anger them if I disturb them?"

"You worry too much, but that is what it's like for you humans. The night whisperers never get angry, although they may cause you some mischief in the future."

"I don't want to mess around with night whisperers, they'll swarm me if I mess with them," I tell her.

"But that's the point. When they swarm, their voices are amplified and you can learn their magic. Hurry and get under there, I see their shadow moving."

"It's too dark for shadows," I say. "Our whole world is in shadow right now."

"When will you learn to use all your senses?" she asks.

"You just said I see better than most."

"You're going to lose your chance if you stay here talking. Go, they have much to teach you. Open yourself to the sounds of their wings, feel the energy in their presence, listen to their message. Now I must go."

Stepping carefully, I duck beneath the branches as Amme said. As I enter the cover of the cedar boughs a strange vibration surrounds my body. The humming is beautiful. As I listen, I hear the night whisperers speaking in one voice. All the world comes alive as the forest is filled with the most incredible light.

Swimming through the water, I feel better than ever. My mind begins to wonder why the water isn't cold, but then I realize this is part of the awakening dream. The message is so simple. We are made up mostly of water. Our world is mostly water. It is time to take this message to everyone, the whisperers tell me. The time has come to take care of the world's water supplies. They can no longer be used as dumping grounds for human wastefulness.