These lights appeared to me much like strobe lights in every brilliant color possible, such as orange, vermillion, deepest of reds to the palest of pinks, bold and beautiful blues, soft and deep penetrating greens, purples of all royal and delicate shades, every color on the rainbow and upon the artist's pallette. These lights strobed me with every color, as well as with all of the energy and love that they could possible empower me. Next, the fairy Godlike creature said that we would be met by our guide, who would be with us as we entered an arena of the most beautiful and desirous gifts and that we could have the selections of our choice. She showed us two huge doors opening onto this arena and to step inside and start my selections
I stood at the entry for quite a while just basking in the beauty of all the
gifts available for my choosing. Then, I stood there on the same spot with my
eyes closed and pondered just what gifts would I receive that would give me
the most peace, serenity, and joy.
I stood there for what seemed to be a long time with my eyes closed as I selected my first gift, which was the gift of vision...I wanted to be able to vision with a deep penetrating vision...much like a deep healing penetration, yet remain removed from what the eyes themselves would see. As my guide granted me this gift, he handed me a very thick mirror made of pure crystal and said that this would be used by the emotionally wounded to peer deep inside and find the wounds that wanted to be healed...and that my deep penetrating vision would be mirrored back into that wounded spot and filled with the love that had never been able to enter there and be healed. It seemed to take another eternity for me to be able to accept this gift
The next gift that I chose was the gift of hearing and it was granted to me whereby I could hear the needs of my soul and to serve my soul's any request. My guide said that this was an excellent selection; not only could I hear my own soul when it cried out, but that with this gift I would be able to hear
the emotionally wounded soul's silent whispers. With this gift I was given an
amplifying system made of coils of pure gold and silver wires and no soul's
request would go unheard and unhealed or unloved.
I then chose the gift of smell for who but God can smell my soul? My guide then handed me a crystal container with every captured fragrance. Each
container was delicately faceted with a different design much like a bouquet
of diamond rings setting atop of more diamonds. He encouraged me to accept
this beautiful gift of fragrances, not only would I be able to fill the areas of my own stinky soul with the sweetest of spiritual essences but the spiritually wounded would be encouraged to dab their souls with these perfumes and be healed.
I then told my guide that I wanted the gift of abundant love. He said, "Yes! That gift is yours! The spiritually wounded are crying out for abundant love. Your supply will never slacken."
I then asked for the gift of serenity. What but a gift of serenity for stilling my soul? With this batch of gifts that I was able to select my soul was not just shuffling a little two step, my soul was on a rhythmically rampage dancing every beat the Master orchestrated to set my soul spinning so it would never forget that it would always be eternally alive. The shape of this gift was much like a cloud of mushrooming design, the color of delicate mauve, aqua, and maize. This cloud was cloisonneated with pure gold differentiating and encircling each mushroom design of color that never seemed to cease emerging. My guide said that if, or, when I ever felt the use for this gift to crawl upon the cloud of my color choice and that my soul would them know its pure peaceness.
I then asked for the gift of freedom for my soul. My guide shushed me saying my soul was always free, that I had been born free, that would never need to feel more freedom than I was presently feeling...but if indeed, my freedom was ever in jeopardy, to feel the golden rings that he placed on every finger. Each golden ring had an opening and was not a completed circle, that I could not feel entrapped, that I was free. I am to give each one of the emotionally wounded who appears before me one such ring and my supply will never wane for healing the wounded.
It was time to go. As I stood at the entry way, my eyes sashshayed across all the available gifts. In deepest reverence, I knew my choice was blessed. I knew the giver was ecstatic, as was I. Then I knew, it is as blessed to give as it is to receive. Upon opening the door to leave I thanked my generous guide and teacher for the gifts and for his understanding...returning to that body setting and waiting for my return...
in peace and love...rell
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