THE DFR STORY



We found ourselves at the house of the rising sun. Four travelers renegades. Lethargic from our time flowing in the river & still weary from the time we had spent away from her fluid embrace. We found a moment to rest.

An unexpected kinship between the four. A fine thread linking the ranger, enchantress and the sage, along with the poet dragon binding our gentle collisions together.

We spoke of wonderment, magic and the language of the universe. The young enchantress, inspired by the line of thought, treated us to a story about one man, double rainbows, and gratitude.

As we contemplated the meaning of the parable, the ranger stood and pointed into the sky. And the group knew, by no coincidence at all, a double rainbow had arrived.

The lesson of intention & manifestation was clear for us all to see in these magnificent spectrum's of light that arced across the clear blue sky that day.

On that mountain, inside a calm snippet in time, we all knew that anything was possible. 
The DFR ~ Jules