When I was a child I used to sit on the bank of a river and dip a stick into the water. I would watch the ripples make pictures and dream of places where magical creatures could exist. When you remember your childhood and these dreams, that is when trolls make you stumble.That is when fairies dance on your shoulder and that is when you need to remember those childish dreams. That look into a pool of water or up at the clouds for those pictures, they are the trolls reminding us of what we have forgotten. The Trolls that make the child in us come out and play.
Now I could have given you alot of facts about trolls. There has been written many stories about trolls. I have read that trolls are big and stupid, that they have snot running out of their nose and that they would eat you for breakfast if they could. We have all seen those kind of trolls. We have worked with them, maybe even lived with them, but I choose to tell you about the trolls I have met on a different path. Not all trolls are bad. Look around you, look in the water, in the forest or up in the sky. I promise, if you look hard enough you will see them.
Taking a short break from bloging in order to recharge my bateries. Be back soon.