["D/A" narrates —A.A.]
"That's alot of witches," Aces said, referring to the number of times Lady El had used the word which. "Kinda sounds like black magic . . ."
I said nothing in response to Aces' outright boldness. Master J' said nothing. Lady El said nothing, but her face had become suddenly serious. I'd only ever seen El this serious once before, when she'd said "Oh, let's not do this," then changed it up and we went for our broomstick-ride and a our little Halloween treat.
"And do you yet realize," El was staring-down Aces, "that it is you calling out to Love, in hopes of attracting a like situation—attracting your 'not-truth' to you so that an opportunity to undo the 'not/knot' might find its way into your daily life-situations and the truth be found?"
"These knots," Aces said, "you mean the knotted abominations we saw on-screen in the thicket, right? Gnarly knots. Burning in some hideous-hell knots—knotted there in the lower-astrals and resonant to the 'not-truth' within ourselves, right? Not a metaphor, right?"
"You got it, girl," El had backed off by degree. "Not a metaphor. Not by a long shot."
"So, I'm guessing those abominations weren't just messing around. They were real, real?" Aces again.
"They weren't exactly imagined. May I now continue, love?" El, though backed off by degree, wasn't El now and all sister-like. She was Lady El and she was Master. And I know not why, but tears were newly forming in my eyes. Lady El noticed, said: "Know 'knot' why?" She smiled. I tried to smile back, but couldn't quite make it. I just shook my head in agreement.
"We know how loath man can be. How he struggles to respond. How easily he tends to accept his attracted-situations as the totality of his reality and how easily he can be you." Lady El raised a brow at Aces. "We know too how he reacts, replays old tapes and casts into the atmosphere his illusion, when instead he should be looking within the illusion where an opportunity to see through the illusion exists. This illusion, let us repeat: these misdirections of energy are a part of your learning experience, and are recorded within your being. Even so, Universal Law says (on one level, and mostly by cause and effect) that these memories and misdirections and conditionings will remain both recorded AND dormant. And they do by degree! But the Light of Love (unnoticed, mind you, lost, forgotten, enmeshed within man's illusion, but All Powerful still) ever-contradicts; and Light prevails with Its unrestricted knowledge of the circumstances/environment which FIRSTLY caused the condition which molded the memory (which misdirects the energy), and Light calls out to Love, attracting a like situation . . . with hopes that man will begin to see that something is amiss. Hopes—yes. But man must let the attracted situation in. We do have freewill, you know. In some few cases we have discovered through our own experience (when at last we become the observer) that the attracted situation—an attracted opportunity, in truth—brings forth a memory of pain. And we know, don't we, how easy it is to balk against one's self till the painful memory goes away. But does it go away?" Aces shook her head. "So then, what happens to it?"
'Festers!' Dorothy burped.
"Good one, Dorothy," El said (as if that sort of thing happened all the time! It didn't even faze her!). "Eventually, although time is short, as you both well know, a body will come to realize something isn't right. And he, or she—" Lady El quick-glanced Dorothy, raised a hand and then lowered it (Dorothy's eyes while in the throes of belching had popped opened) "—begins to seek, which restarts the flow of energy. The intention of seeking, you see, and you both know this, directs the flow inward toward the painful memory which must be de-conditioned—the lesser-memory which must be raised up," she changed it up: "Restored, if you will, to the innocence which it truly is." El's smile grew, causing her already radiant face to grow more rosy. If that's possible.
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The Seventh Direction
AdventureA spiritual, mostly fictional adventure, which takes place in both the 3rd and 4th dimension . . . and perhaps occasionally in the 5th. Under the umbrella of Mother Earth---School of Learning, Freewill Zone---the story, rather than looking at us as...
