Day Dreaming by the Lake

"You know what Becky, your mind is a computer."
"Huh?  What are you talking about now, Ben?"
"Well all these things you worry about.  You could just forget about them you know.  And start using the full power of your mind."
"Huh?  What are you on about?  How can I forget about them?"
"Because they only exist in there."  He pointed his finger to her head and then pressed his finger to the middle of her forehead.
She brushed his finger away, annoyed at the way he always seemed to make her problems seem so small.
"No, I'm serious Becks.  It's all in there.  That's where your power lies if only you could see it."
He leaned over and picked at a few strands of grass.  Gazing out over the  lake, he watched as the birds landed on the water's surface, sending ripples across the sheen.
"Oh Ben, you always say these grand ideas.  As if life is that simple.  There's a whole world out there you know - and people.  What power have I got?  All these things you say are just in my head, well, they're real.  They are real.  It's not just my imagination."
He smiled at the frustrated confused look she wore on her face.  They were almost the same age but he often felt so much older than her.  He wanted to protect her and teach her about the secrets he knew but she was so stubborn sometimes.
"Let me show you," he said as he wiped a lock of hair away from her eyes.
"Show me what?" she was getting annoyed.
"Just lie down, Becks.  Trust me," he laughed, "Just for five minutes, trust me."
She flopped herself down on the blanket and crossed her arms.
"No, not like that," he laughed, "Relax.  Put your arms down by your side and close your eyes."
She followed his orders although he could see her reluctance.
"Now tell me one of your biggest fears.  Something that worries you a lot."
She lay there silent for a while, thinking.  More birds landed on the lake, his eyes followed as fresh ripples spread out in waves.  The sun beating down on his face.
"I'm scared of not being loved."
He nodded, although she could not see him.  She was being honest with him.  This was good.
"Okay Becks.  Let me take you on a journey in your mind.  Think of it like a day dream or a story.  Only, you are the central character and what happens is real.  Whatever you feel in there stays with you and you let it in.  Okay?"
"Okay," she shifted her body and he could see she was becoming more relaxed.
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For twenty minutes he lay by her side, taking her on a guided journey to a world where she felt loved.  She never said a word for the entire time.  She let his words wash over her and was transported to the world he had conjured for her in his mind.  She felt so safe and peaceful there.  Her cares melted away in the sun.  And then gently, he guided her back to the day and the grass and the sunshine around them.
"Becks?"
"Yes?" she said dreamily.
"You are loved."
She opened her eyes and looked at him.  He was leaning over her face, screening out the sun.  He looked so radiant, her heart felt so full of love for him.  He had just given her a gift she would treasure forever.  A world she could return to, time and time again, whenever she needed to replenish.