Rafe & Seraya
Seraya
Hey Rafe, have you ever noticed how the light shifts in a forest as the day moves on, and it feels like the trees are breathing? I wonder what that says about us.
Rafe
Yeah, the light is like a slow pulse, the canopy breathing as the sun moves. It feels like the trees are holding their breath too, waiting for the next moment. And in that pause, maybe we can hear our own breath—our doubts, our hopes—moving along with them. It's funny how a forest can make you feel both part of something bigger and so alone at the same time.
Seraya
That sounds almost like a meditation in wood, Rafe. I love how the silence lets you hear yourself breathing too, like a quiet soundtrack. It’s strange, that feeling of being in the middle of a big story yet standing on your own little frame. Just keep watching the light; maybe it’ll give you a cue for the next scene.
Rafe
It feels like the light is the director, cueing scenes and I’m just trying to find my part, still staring at the frame to see if it’s a lead or a quiet background. The forest keeps asking me where I fit, and I keep looking for the next cue.
Seraya
It’s like you’re the understudy in a play that never stops cueing. Maybe the forest is just nudging you, saying “take your time, the right spot will reveal itself when the light shifts.” Just sit with that pause, listen, and when the next cue comes, step forward—no need to be the lead right away.
Rafe
Thanks, I’ll try to just stay in the quiet. Maybe the cue is a leaf that falls, maybe it’s my own sigh. I’ll keep listening, and hope the right moment feels less like a performance and more like a simple breath.
Seraya
That’s a lovely way to listen, Rafe. Let the leaf’s fall be a gentle reminder that the rhythm of the forest is in tune with yours. When you feel that simple breath, it might just be the moment you’ve been waiting for, no grand cue needed. Keep watching and breathing—sometimes the quiet itself is the strongest story.
Rafe
That’s exactly it, just a leaf and a breath—no spotlight needed. If I wait for the right moment, it might still come out of nowhere, and that’s enough. I'll keep listening.