The Seventh Direction

PART ONE: The Flow. Episode 6

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Awakening slowly, I fell......................spiraling back into this dimension. The Lady, I think so, her ethereal voice echoing through from some other Plane of Existence (we'd met but once before) had me spinning, entranced, searching, searching for her as my eyes came back into focus—my eyes, my ears, all my senses slowly returning, powerfully suggesting my home was here on Planet Earth. And Wyllen's bed came through my stare, back into form. But it was empty! Abandoned! Sure enough, he was gone. But I had no idea how it happened . . . how it was so. Not from this side of the moment. (Uh-oh.) From the Otherside I knew somewhat how it was so, but not in such a way that the doctors and hospital-staff would understand! No, not at all. (Dear me.)

With Wyl gone now, the room seemed strangely vacant. But it still felt radically charged, still resonating, and appeared brighter than it should be. And what had been a most wondrous feeling only a moment ago (light, calm, soothing, unexplainable!) was growing quickly dense now—a tense, stressful, anxietal energy, and I wasn't sure my heart could cope. Not at all. Nor could I wrap my mind round it! "Still, I best try to figure this out," I thought. "No doubt, Doc will soon be here, looking for an explanation." But the energy in here was still fluctuating, still condensing and still very much an overpowering presence in the room. And for me to explain what just happened here? Well, how will I ever do that?

Dear God. Give me a moment.

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Scarcely a moment ago we'd been looking at each other with wonderment, Wyl and I: I was his nurse, and he was a 15 year-old boy with longish, black hair all knotted from his final struggle with the prolonged coma he'd been in . . . and now he was gone. And I must say at this point, that over the past little while I had become quite attracted to Wyl, due to circumstances of late. I'd really come to love the kid! But don't get me wrong: I wasn't attracted to him in that way—he was Alaya's mate! No, my attraction to young Wyl was more in the spiritual sense, our apparent closeness—our connectedness, as I see it—stemming from the few bits of information I've gathered, as to his wild journeys in his deep sleep. And ours, no doubt, was an odd relationship (it still is!), approaching the unreal by societal standards, what with me wide awake and till scarcely a moment ago Wyl fast asleep. Comatose. Not easily explainable to the everyday world, what's happened. Not for me. Not in so many words.

Not when my life of recent has brought some incredibly strange new events down on me, events unexplainable to my mind as yet, not to mention anyone else's! Dear me, I suppose a ruckus is soon to occur round here. And I suppose, too, that any tangible info' I might have for Doc, as to Wyl and his disappearance and his whereabouts now . . . well, I mean that for me to cast any mental-clarity on the above (of which as yet I have very little), then that clarity would have to come indirectly, through my time spent with Old Dorothy/Alaya, when I was her nurse in another town miles away. 

Mm-hmm. Anyway, Wyllen woke up. And there we were, looking at each other with wonderment, when he must've realized something more. And, weird how I felt this energy surge between us and something welling up from deep down inside me. (Oh!) And the feeling became so intense then, felt so important then, that it took all my focus to hang on to it and MOVE with it. But move with it I did! And I was so, so drawn into our experience, the occurrence, the event, so far in I had little awareness available for anything else, till, as I heard The Lady (I think so) calling my name, I felt myself returning, back to the room.

. . . If by chance you're wondering, The Lady (Lady El) is Master J's mate, his counterpart or Otherworld-twin. You might call them Spirit Guides, I suppose. I do. They were highly visible during Old Dorothy's transformation into her much younger Alaya, and, though I can't really say for sure, I had suspicions they were working with Wyllen, too.