“You left and didn’t come back?” Laura said with tears in her eyes.
“Don’t get me wrong, Laura. I wanted to go back to them every day. It took a long time to heal from that experience. My energy levels were so low that they were afraid that it was already too late for me. They thought I was dying, fading from existence. But, I didn’t leave them behind altogether. You see, I had William and my father make me a promise. They had to promise me that my son would be so well taken care of that he would never have to cry for anything. I weaved a spell that would call out to me when he cried. I had told them that if he were to ever cry I would have no alternative, but to come and see to the boy myself. On a night that William was feeling particularly lonely, He let Alistair cry the first time so that he could see me again. That was the last time that we made love.”
“I missed him terribly after that night. I fought with myself and my parents and those that were looking after me. They stopped me time and again from going to my William. William took advantage of the agreement again and let the baby cry once more. I was allowed to go back to him only, for this reason. As soon as William saw me, he was aghast. He saw how sickly I looked. Despite his feelings, he ordered me to leave him and hired a nursemaid to be with the baby at all times. He didn’t want me to die, and I probably looked like I was at death’s door when I came to him that night. Alistair didn’t cry for some time after that.”
“He was so lonely without me. I just couldn’t let him suffer like that. So, one night I asked Emberli and Windy to put a woman in his path. He needed to move on and be free of my memory. It was hard for him even after I was gone. All he had to do was look into our son’s eyes and he would see me. At the request of his tenants, he threw a banquet of a size that hadn’t been seen since we were married. Everyone from near and far came to the party. He had a bard in house at the time that played the pipes, fiddle, and told stories of old. He found the woman they brought in the crowd. Her name was Anne MacDonald. He found himself caught up in dance with her, and because of the magic in the air that night, everyone was having such an incredible time.”
“The nursemaid was curious to see her Laird finally dancing and enjoying himself. It had been so long since he had enjoyed himself. As my son slept, she snuck out the room to sit on the top step near the Laird’s private rooms that looked down to the dining hall where the party was being held. She left my son for only a few minutes, and when she was gone he started to wail and I felt his cries calling to me. I went to him and sang him a lullaby and draped my silk scarf over his tiny growing body. I didn’t pick him up because I knew that if I did, I would never want to let him go. He had gotten so much bigger than he was when I had left him. When the Laird heard his son’s cries, he ran up the stairs and yelled at the poor nursemaid. He checked the baby and found the silk scarf with embroidered small red dots I had left behind. I had received it from the Tibetan monks in Shamballa as a gift for my service. This would become known as the fabled ‘Fairy Flag of Castle Dunvegan’ that holds inside its silken threads some of the magic of that night. The later Lairds of MacLeod believe that that scarf saved them twice in history. In reality, I helped them, along with the assistance of the people of the inner Earth.”
“I returned home and found that I was not getting any better, I actually started to get worse. I realized soon after that I was pregnant again. I figured that it must have happened that last time William had made love to me. Months later I had a daughter and she looked just like me but had his eyes. I tried to raise her in Telos to take advantage of the lower third to fourth-dimensional vibrations, but she still would not thrive. She couldn’t adjust to the higher vibrational level that existed inside the Earth. With much reluctance, I had to find her a home.”
“Windy, Emberli, and a sprite named Sarafina came to me and brought me to the surface to a place the surface dwellers called a Faery Dun. Lying in the center of the Dun on a tattered MacLeod tartan was a small baby girl who was very sick. Sarafina explained that the young parents accompanied with the woman’s mother had put this changeling baby here in order for the fairies to give them a healthy baby in return. The sprite took the small child up from her resting place leaving a cozy spot for my daughter.”
“Knowing that this would most likely be the last time I saw my beautiful child, I nursed her one last time until she slept deeply, and reluctantly put her on the ground. I took the sickly child from Sarafina. She was burning up with fever, lethargic, and close to death. I had Emberli and Windy promise to watch my daughter. Emberli kept her warm with her magic while they waited for the parents to return to the mound. I left shortly after. The poor changeling baby I took would later die in my arms. I buried the dead child in the place of my own flesh and blood in a garden under the protective boughs of a rowan tree.”
Laura looked up at her then, “You just left her with someone you didn’t know? Didn’t you check in on her from time to time? How could you just leave her there? Did you even know the young couple who took her?”
“Laura, you have to understand. It was her best chance to survive. The elementals and sprites stayed with her at all times. I made sure that that the beings that I asked to keep watch over my children were those I trusted. They watched over every generation until it became apparent that a child was born gifted with abilities that are familiar to the people of the fifth dimension. My children and their children and their children had been watched over by the elementals and other-worldly beings while they were guarding the gates. It took so long for me to return to full health again. I waited until they saw the spark of awakening in a girl who would be my fourth great-granddaughter. She eventually came to live with me to inner-Earth for a time. She stayed until she felt it was her duty to go to the surface and be incarnated. She had signed soul contracts ever since to be woken on her 24th birthday. However, when I went to wake you, you were already gone.”
“I was taken by the Theron people at that time,” Laura thought aloud. “Why is it that we don’t remember any of our past when we are incarnated?”
“The lower vibrational energy seems to clog up access to the Akash. The Akash is stored in your DNA, or by what your scientists have been calling, junk DNA. Everything that you have ever experienced in every lifetime that you have ever lived is in those records. Every bit of history of the collective universe is stored inside your crystalline DNA code. When I take you tomorrow to meet Mikos, the librarian at the Great Library in Porthologos, you will see for yourself.”
The craft started its silent descent into a lush garden that had a cobbled pathway leading to a large circular crystalline structure. It had to be a dwelling of some sort even though she had never seen anything of its kind. Coming out the door was a thin, tall man with white blond hair that waved down to his shoulders and kind blue eyes. He was wearing a simple suit that was all white. The collarless jacket looked to be made of soft flannel-like material with a double row of wooden buttons that started from the base of the V-neck to the hem. He wore no shoes and oddly glided over to them as they came down the stairs of the transport craft. She quickly glanced at Anora to glean his identity.
“Adama, it is wonderful to see you today. To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?” Anora said as she glided over to him. Her silken slippers never touching the ground. Laura was confused as her feet touched the ground and she stepped heavily on the cobblestone path walking to join Anora.
“I have come to welcome your visitor to the inside of the planet. It has been a long time since I have seen your daughter.” He reached out for Laura’s hands and she offered them to him. He clasped her hand in his own and said, “It is amazing how little she changes in appearance with each incarnation. She looks almost the same as she did the last time I met her.” Laura nodded at him with a guarded look on her face. His touch felt familiar to her, but she couldn’t place why it should. “I took the liberty of ordering dinner for us. It should arrive shortly. That is, of course if you don’t mind that I join you.”
Anora chimed, “But, of course, Adama. We would be most honored to receive your visit.” She put her arm around his waist and glided into the crystal dwelling mumbling words that Laura couldn’t quite make out. “Come, child,” Anora said over her shoulder.
Laura looked around her. The tall trees were as tall as the ones that existed in the forests of Theron. They made her think of Ceran, and how much she missed him. She wasn’t going to cry now even though she could feel the pull of the tears in the lump that was caught in her throat. She adjusted the strap of her bag over her shoulder. She looked around her. The temperature was nice, about 75 degrees Fahrenheit. The conditions were much like they were in San Francisco. It was a little balmy and her hair was starting to react to the humidity as she could feel several of the curling strands tickle the side of her cheek. With her left hand, she pushed the hair behind both of her ears and started to make her way in.
Adama and Anora were standing in the kitchen behind a thick wooden kitchen counter with wooden backless bar stools stored just underneath the ledge. They both had a steaming cup of tea in hand and were talking about what had transpired since Anora had left. She hadn’t realized that Anora had been away for so long. She walked slowly about as she eavesdropped on their conversation. She put her bag down on the overstuffed white chair that was in the living room. Inside the circular crystal structure were no walls. The light in the room seemed to be coming from the soft glow of the pink crystal walls. She looked up and was amazed to see no roof on the structure. Did it not rain in Agartha? She paced around listening to the sound of the voices and exploring her new environment. They continued to talk about the plans Anora had for Laura over the next few days.
“Laura,” Adama called. “How are you finding the climate here?”
Laura thought to herself. So, we are going to talk about the weather? “It is nice. Actually, the weather reminds me of San Francisco. But, can I ask you something?”
“Sure, anything,” Adama said with a smile.
“Does it not rain here? I noticed that this place doesn’t have a roof.” Adama and Anora started to laugh at this revelation. Laura looked away quickly and tried to dissipate the anger she was feeling now at their mocking response.
Adama said, “We are actually situated under Mt. Shasta here in Telos, but the weather is like this all the time. We never see rain in these parts.” He walked over to her and put a hand gently on her shoulder. “We actually weren’t mocking you. That just happens to be the first question everyone asks when they come here from the surface. Here in the inner earth, the water is a living thing with conscious thoughts. It knows where it is needed and we have no need to control it like the people on the surface do. We do not dam up the rivers or levy them like the engineers have done to the many rivers to keep them running the same course year after year. That is why on the surface the water has had to find other means of transport to bring the water to the plants and keep everything alive. If they left the natural water dispersal system alone, there would be no heavy rainstorms or hurricanes.”
“Why are the houses circular then?” Laura asked.
Anora snorted, “Because, the shape make it so that we never have to dust or waste our time on unnecessary cleaning. In a circular home, the dust never has the opportunity to settle. It blows out through the opening above. These natural dwellings are called into being through our intention just as our clothes and other necessary goods.”
“Call into being through intention? It sounds a lot like the trees we live in on the planet Theron. They grow and adapt to make living space as needed.” She started to frown again, unable to forget the longing in her heart for Ceran. Anora picked up on this right away and put a hand on her other shoulder offering her a consoling smile. “I’m sorry, I just miss him.”
“The bond that the two of you share is strong. I would be surprised if you didn’t feel this way Laura. You will be going back to him soon. But, for now you need to focus on the task I have brought you here to master.” She looked up at Adama, “We have the full support of the people of Agartha to use whatever resources are required to achieve this goal.” Adama nodded back to her.
“The food is probably in the cabinet waiting. Excuse me.” Adama said as he turned toward the door and left the room.
Laura looked at Anora, “You promised Ceran and me that I would return. You had said in the cave before we left that it would be like no time had passed. How is this going to happen? As I stand here, I feel the hours and minutes pass by. Already, it seems as if we are taking our time. Instead of working on meeting this goal you have for me, we are entertaining visitors.”
“You’re going to have to trust me Laura. I’ll keep my promise to you and Ceran using whatever means I can. Adama just assured me that I will have all we need to accomplish this at my request.” She grabbed Laura’s hands in hers and said with conviction, “Please trust me my daughter. There is much that you do not understand about the Universe, and you are about to receive a crash course. We will start tomorrow at the library. For now, though, let’s begin with some tea.” Anora pulled her over to the kitchen as she prepared her a mug of the steaming tea. It had to be the most delicious tea that she had ever tasted, sweetened with the richest honey.
Adama came in shortly after and placed a feast of vegetarian food on the table. She liked him very much. He was a soft-spoken man with much wisdom. His stories were like the fables she loved to hear her Grandfather tell her. Every story he told had a wise underlying principle that you were supposed to grasp. It was likely his way of introducing her to their culture. He talked of bears and tigers walking by his side with aligned goals of peace. He explained that nobody ate dead flesh from the carcasses of animals here. The food was picked by specially trained people who knew how to honor the sacrifice of the lives of the vegetables that were piled on her plate.
The three of them talked for hours until Adama stood up and said, “It was wonderful to see you again Laura. It is amazing how you always keep your sense of adventure and wonder. I look forward to answering many more of your questions in the future.” He hugged Anora, “I missed you old friend. You really must visit more. It will do you good and rejuvenate you. Make sure you check in on your parents. They would love a visit from the both of you. Rest up now. Mikos will be expecting you in the morning.”
After picking up the remains of the dinner and putting it back in the cabinet from which Adama retrieved it for recycling they walked back into the house. They were both a little more comfortable with each other now that they had learned a bit more about what each other was about. They talked about what Anora wanted Laura to achieve during her stay here briefly and that made it a little easier for Laura. At least now she would have a notion of what she needed to accomplish to get back to her lover. They also toured the house and she knew where everything was and how to use it.
Anora brought her to where she would be sleeping. There were privacy screens set up between the rooms that could be moved around to open the space. The bed in the center of the makeshift room was piled high with blanket made from soft material that was similar in texture to what Adama wore. “Now get some sleep. We’ll have a busy day tomorrow.”
Laura looked up at the sky. It's misty opaqueness maintaining the same degree of light as it did when they arrived. “Is there ever darkness here in inner Earth?”
“No, there isn’t. The sky remains the same all day and night. We usually don’t even keep track of time. As I said before, here in Agartha, time doesn’t exist. We just go to sleep when we get tired. As long as we have performed the equivalent of four of your hours of work a day, which is required by each and every one of us, we can do whatever we please after. You will see what I mean tomorrow. Goodnight Laura.” As she went through the door, the crystals in the wall dimmed their light. Laura changed into her pajamas and slid under the soft blankets on the bed. She imagined she could hear the sound of Ceran’s breathing just beside her and the weight of his arm lie across her chest with the
pulse of his heartbeat softly beating against her skin. She sent him a message via thought, “I love you and miss you. I wish you were here with me. Good night, my love.”
Ceran looked up at the white of the ceiling for a while now. He could feel a tug in his heart from the woman he loved. She must have missed him as much as he missed her at this moment. Samel had told him once that when he found the woman he was to spend the rest of his life with he would be connected to her always by an etheric cord that couldn’t be severed until death. He never really believed him when he spoke of it before, but something about that discussion started to resonate with his soul at this moment. It wouldn’t hurt him to consider this to be true, as it brought him comfort from her absence beside him. He sent a message of thought over that long distance with the hopes that it would find her and tug back on that cord that connected her to him.
He could hear the sound of Zion’s heavy breathing coming from the hammock on the other side of the room. There he saw the shadow of the bird man with a leg hanging over the side of his bed. His foot was dangling just above the thatched grass mats that covered the floor. Today’s exercise was one of futility in his opinion. Learning that the fate of a battle resides on the intentions that you hold in your head seemed far-fetched. Where he came from, you went to battle armed will all necessary tools. How well you fought determined your fate. You just hoped for a positive outcome for you and those who fought alongside you. People were lost and that was always the outcome of the war.
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