As I carry through my day, I occasionally hear your voice… like you’re calling out my name. Although I’ve settled into meditation a few times, I haven’t achieved connection via the exercises in the book recently. I’ve been using the Mind Activator and Monroe meditations, but they have distractions that prevent me from exploring Quantum.
This morning, I went for a splash in our swimming pool– our “think tank.” I love it here because the water is sunny and sparkling, it’s refreshing, and I feel safe and creative. I swirl my hands and arms in the water as I float back and forth and gaze upon our garden, the butterflies and birds. It’s come a long way since you passed away… finally reflecting love and care. When you first died, I noticed that most of our yard had died with you. I had to rebuild it and it’s paying dividends now.
So here I am, in this refreshing, sunny space, enjoying a dip in the pool and I try to tune into you. I am still curious about channeling and wonder how it might work with you and me. I hear your voice call out my name. I tell you I am ready to receive your channeled message. I wait a moment, and sense you say, “the other side is like the matrix, many layers folded in on itself, like a matrix in a matrix in a matrix… ten times over, but it is not something you could understand.” I tell you that I miss you. “We are merely on hiatus,” you remind me ” “and this moment in time will fade into memory one day, like childbirth.” We will be reunited.
As I gaze upon the trees surrounding our pool, marveling at the waterfall that is finally processing water at it’s fullest, no longer broken, and yet you never got to see that. I feel you tell me to stay in our house as long as I’d like, as long as it’s serving me and our children. It will be taken care of.