Supernatural Writing Contest (Reality Girl)

This is just the first of many encouters with someone who could appear in many different forms and seemed to have a special alliance with nature itself. Never offered a name but after a while I started calling Her RG ( Short for "Reality Girl"). There have been quite a few encounters and are still ongoing. She appears to be a Supernatural friend and also a teacher. Somethings I learned from Her arise long times later than our encounters. Like seed in the Garden of my Brain srouting and flowering and fruiting. Like sort of questioning everything that I have been taught to believe by what she calls "Concensus Perceptual Reality" which she says simply is false peceptions of Reality believed in by many groups and masses. Anyhow this was the First Encouter with Reality Girl.

 It all started with a "chance" meeting with a certain girl. She was very
beautiful and we only talked for a few moments, but when I looked into
her eyes, there was something different there. Hard to explain, but I
couldn't forget it. Later that day, I was sitting in my garden, and
I "chanced" to see a yellow caterpillar crawling on a tree trunk. I watched
with entranced delight, and it seemed to stop and look back at me, and I
felt this weird feeling like it had eyes that were like the eyes of the girl I
had met, and my mind went into a sort of altered state of beingness. I
couldn't see or hear and really all my 5 senses seemed to be gone. It was
something like being in a dream, but it wasn't a dream. I could feel
emotions though, very intense emotions. Some like I had never ever felt
before. Inexplicable, but wondrous and rapturous! In this strange state
of being, I saw the caterpillar drop from the tree and disappear into pure
nothingness. I felt so sad, but then appeared a beautiful rose at the trunk
of the tree and peered at me, and it was the same as the girl and the
caterpillar, and I thought "O this cannot be" and with that very thought
the rose disappeared and I returned to normalcy, but I wasn't so fond of
being normal as I used to be!

I woke up the next morning very happy, but it seemed like something
had changed in me. I didn't know what, but something. The day went
well, and later on in the evening I sat out in the garden again, and
thought about what "seemed" to have been an hallucination of sorts
(although the "seeming" magic of the moment was certainly difficult to
remove from my memory). I was hoping something similar would happen
again, but although everything was so tranquil and peaceful and happy,
there was no hoped for re-occurance of the experience. That night
though, I had some very strange dreams...

Chances don't just happen
they happen for reasons
just like trees grow and drop leaves in
their various seasons

Eyes don't just glow and entrance
they enhance the very world around them
and envelop the very same world
that has no power to entrap them...