Exploring Cassy
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The further along in my host’s pregnancy, the more I felt like two different Beings. I am conscious on the one hand of being basically Here, made of light, moving about effortlessly, with no sense of time or need, exploring what Here has to offer. Like it’s different windows and courses and library. On the other hand I am comfortably resting in the dark womb with its gurglings, susurrations, and musical pipings that call to me in a new, yet to be spoken, language. Both are tantalizing. When Here, I am supported with such Love that I don’t want to leave. I just want to be Here always and always. But when I’m conscious of being in the womb I feel a sense of time, a future with exciting adventures and entertainments. I ask Counselor, Do I have to make a choice? And she says yes, my dear with such a sweet smile that I am befuddled and humbled. Take Love with you, she suggests. How? But she doesn’t answer. I’m to figure that out on my own. To Be or not to Be. That is the question.
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