The Wall Crossers

Mid-November - Leida, Elisa and Bradosa

Leida's perspective

I am at a session with my Hellseherin (Clairvoyant) Elisabeta Dalca. She conducts our sessions in her small cottage in the town of Ohlsbach, a short drive from our offices in Offenburg.

It is mid-November and rather mild. I am wearing bell-bottom jeans and a long-sleeve cotton top with psychedelic swirls of colors. My big leather belt matches the fringed leather shoulder bag and I wear soft ankle-high Hush Puppy brown boots.

I sit in Frau Elisa's session room at a round table, and she sits across from me wearing her traditional long blue gown that seems to be alive when she moves. It sweeps and flows when she walks. Her wavy gray hair is pulled back and in the dim light of the room, her dark eyes seem infinitely deep like portals to the dark beyond the sun where the stars live.

My bag and jean jacket are in her front reception room. She does not allow me to bring more than I need into this room as It could disturb the flow from the stars. I have already paid her for the session.

The walls of the room are dark, maybe deep dark blue. The ceiling is a lighter hue with pin-prick holes for recessed light which can be grown or diminished by some means of control possessed by Frau Elisa, but not visible to the client—me. Hanging from the ceiling are dozens of gossamer threads of multi-colors that change with the light intensity, again controlled by my Hellseherin at her will. A few of these threads have suspended on them what she calls tiny tinks, because that is the sound each somehow makes when its gossamer moves. It can be a pleasant or a terrifying sound, depending on the mood she has conjured during the session in the moment!

There is a very small turntable on the center of the session table surface, and upon that rests the precious Labradorite Star, which is a six-point multifaceted multidimensional purple gemstone the size of the cup in my palm. This Stern (Star) Frau Elisa calls Bradosa, for reasons never explained to me. This stone seems to glow with a light inside which changes shade, with blues and browns and greens and lavender and sometimes yellow, and always cast in the purple of early night.

There is a tiny spotlight that Frau Elisa sometimes shines in the dim room on Bradosa and with the table turning it creates effects ranging from effervescence to swirl to immersive. This star is one of intuition and future, of insight and emotion.

Also on the table are appropriate star charts for the session, and cards.

Frau Elisa never touches me in the sessions. She says body touch disturbs presence and ethereal flow. So I keep my hands in my lap for safety.

When we enter the room each time, as the light dims and the gossamers swirl, and random tinks sound small but meaningful, I have to close my eyes and sit quickly and breathe slowly to avoid feeling sick. Frau Elisa says this is because I bring my day with me and it is like an caged animal being set free!

This evening, my Hellseherin has been murmuring, and drawing cards and shifting gossamers and charts, mostly as I watch and listen. Her eyes are sometime closed, sometimes looking at me, sometimes guiding her hands in the arts with the implements, but most of the time apparently looking somewhere far away.

She turns on the wheel and a tiny light streaks out to Bradosa, scattering shattered shards of colored light around the room and on our faces. I look up to see the effects. The pinpoint stars in the background wink at me to the accompanying tink of the movement of the airs that somehow fill this room.

Then a stillness sweeps in like a ghostly presence, my Hellseherin speaks to me, I look, or try to look, into her eyes.

She speaks softly, clearly and very deliberately, "You will marry in less than ten weeks."