The White Villa
By: Jools L Williams
Tags: Discord, Understanding, Love, Compassion

The White Villa

The wispy white drapes billow gently in the warm breeze, framing the opening to the terrace overlooking the azure sea. Far below, porpoises leave a frothy white trail as they frolic and dance their joy.

The outer door to the villa on the mountain creaked open. Lydia entered, shucking off her work clothes and mood, donning her comfortable clothes and adornments.

She went into the kitchen where she filled the kettle, plugged it in and placed a teapot, four cups and a plate of honey biscuits on a tray.

As Lydia carried the tray of refreshments into the sitting room, she heard the front door open; lilting laughter from her three sisters floated on the air as they divested themselves of their work garb. Chatting and laughing in their relaxation energy, they came into the sitting room and gathered Lydia to them for a group hug.

Each took a place in the sitting room - Diana on a huge floor cushion, Cassandra half lying on a sofa, Lydia on the other sofa and Ursula lolling on the white fluffy rug

Lydia poured the tea and smiled as Cassandra stretched her arms and yawned, eyes half closed. Diana took her tea, and began , "So how has everyone got along? My day has been great, I've really helped someone. Saw them in a sticky mess and heard the call...ooh did they think alright when they heard my message".

Ursula waited for more, curiosity getting the better of her, wanting to understand. Lydia tilted her head by way of questioning, though no further information came. "I'm happy for you". Smiling at Diana, Lydia continued. "I had a tough one today. A guy in the hospital, his wife giving birth, it was tricky and he wanted to run. He received a jolt, a thought, and remembered how much he loved her. He stayed".

Cassandra smiled her gentle smile. "Good for you Lydia, I saw him briefly, I passed on my way up to the church. I heard a woman berating her sister as they waited to speak to the Vicar regarding their mother’s funeral. She received a missed call on her phone, a weird number that was like her mother’s, that stopped her in her tracks. She wilted, and wept in her sister’s compassionate arms"

Ursula pulled herself up and said excitedly. "I found a pure fool the other day. They had the opportunity to admit they had been wrong one time, and to apologise and make amends, but they didn’t. They received an appointment to speak with a group of other people for today,where they also received a memory that made them realise, they finally understood."

By this time Diana was squirming to speak. "Okay. My one was huge fun, a group of people received information that made them reactive, running their mouths, and then went away to dig really deep. Such fun when they reached the bottom and found it was more peaceful to respond rather than react".

Lydia looked at her clock on the wall that told such a mysterious time.

"Tea break over sisters".

They all sighed, and headed to the hall to take their work clothes and mood out of the closet.

As they left, Cassandra scornfully called Ursula back. "Hey, wise one, you’ve not picked up your ego." Laughing and feeling foolish, Ursula ran back to pick it up. Diana walked off in front, humming a peace song. linking arms with Lydia who was slightly afraid she’d not locked the front door.

They all took their leave, in love, compassion, wisdom and slightly discordant jostling.

Behind the locked door, four sets of Angel wings hung neatly in the hall closet, patiently waiting to adorn on their return Lydia, Cassandra, Diana and Ursula, the angels of love, compassion, discord and understanding.