Christine is our host and this is our picture this week
This picture is of someone standing on a rocky peak in front of what looks like a car’s rearview mirror
For days he had traveled and eventually ended up here.
He had no idea what he was looking at. There was no way in, no windows to reveal what was inside, and pure wonder at how the structure remained balanced on the edge of the rock as it was.
Tentatively, he took a step forward and was surprised his image was not reflected.
He reached out a shaking hand to touch the surface and quickly retracted it when his fingers were completely engulfed. He tried again and voices in his head told him not to be afraid, to trust and open his mind.
His hand disappeared into the entity, and he could feel a cool wetness on the inside.
Withdrawing it gently, he discovered it was wet and tingling, but in a pleasant way.
Lifting his fingers to his lips, he ran his tongue along the droplets on his skin and tasted the purest water imaginable, wondering how this magical substance and vessel had come to be.
It was not of Earth, and he wanted to know more.
Holding out both hands, he walked through the mirrors and into the unknown. The rumblings told him he was airborne and his explorative adventure was just beginning.