Dark Petals on a Pale Rose

Visualizations
Sunday, Sept. 07, 2003 ~ 2:59 p.m.

"That night it took quite some time to fall asleep. So many questions whirled through my mind. I knew nothing of this 'power' he had spoke of and the anticipation was almost unbearable. I finally fell asleep three hours before sunrise. Knowing the day would be trying for me, Jean didn’t wake me. He left me sleeping until my body decided it had slept enough.

"It was almost midday when I finally woke. I was not very happy with Jean for letting me sleep so long. All I could think of was the wasted time. I was an impatient youth. I’d like to think that over these long years I have learned to be patient, but I know there are times when I can seem more impatient than anyone. You’d never guess that I had eternity to live through.

“I was told that I had to eat something before we could get started. I was going to need the energy. I found it difficult to eat anything because I was anxious. I kept getting distracted watching Jean set up two cushions and various other objects.

“By the time I had finished eating, Jean was seated on one of the cushions. He motioned for me to join him and I made myself as comfortable as I could on the other cushion. We sat facing each other for a moment. He watched me, studying my face and my mind. It seemed like forever had passed before he spoke.

“’I need you to close your eyes and relax. I’m going to give you a series of things to think about and I need you to visualize them.’

“I nodded in understanding and let my eyes close. The light in the wagon was already dim since the windows hadn’t been opened from the morning, and closing my eyes shut out all exterior light. I was left with a dark canvas upon which to paint my versions of the thoughts he gave me.

“’Relax both your body and mind and picture a light deep inside you. Once you’ve got that image in your mind, expand that light until it surrounds you.’

“I did as he instructed. The light had a definite blue tint to it and it didn't want to budge at first. After a bit of coaxing, I managed to expand it past my skin. I pushed a bit harder and forced it out 6 more inches. It all seemed so simple when he said it, but my body told me that it was much more difficult. I began to understand why Jean let me sleep and insisted on eating before we started.

“’Very good. Blue? Interesting. Now I see why you reacted as you did when the men misbehaved.’

“He must have run his hands through the light over my head because I saw the edge ripple, a light violet mixing with the blue. I felt movement, and I began to understand. What he had me visualize was my aura, my energy. His aura must have been primarily violet.

“’Now, keep the light where it is, but don’t visualize it. I want you to practice feeling with your aura. Once you master that, you will be able to protect yourself from harm. When I place my hand on your aura, I want you to grab it. Keep your eyes closed and block any visualizations that may come to you. Concentrate on the feeling.’

“It was very disorienting at first. I tried to grab his hand unsuccessfully many times before I got it right. I was beginning to get the hang of it, missing only every once in a while, when he said that we were finished for the day. I opened my eyes and almost instantly felt tired. I guess concentrating on the task took my mind off how tiring that task was.

“’You did very well today. You should get something to eat and rest some. Perhaps go sit outside under that tree you like. It’s a nice day. We’ll try again tomorrow.’

“I nodded and made myself some bread and cheese, grabbed a book and headed out to settle under the tree for the afternoon.”

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		To the begining Visualizations Sunday, Sept. 07, 2003 ~ 2:59 p.m. "That night it took quite some time to fall asleep. So many questions whirled through my mind. I knew nothing of this 'power' he had spoke of and the anticipation was almost unbearable. I finally fell asleep three hours before sunrise. Knowing the day would be trying for me, Jean didn’t wake me. He left me sleeping until my body decided it had slept enough. "It was almost midday when I finally woke. I was not very happy with Jean for letting me sleep so long. All I could think of was the wasted time. I was an impatient youth. I’d like to think that over these long years I have learned to be patient, but I know there are times when I can seem more impatient than anyone. You’d never guess that I had eternity to live through. “I was told that I had to eat something before we could get started. I was going to need the energy. I found it difficult to eat anything because I was anxious. I kept getting distracted watching Jean set up two cushions and various other objects. “By the time I had finished eating, Jean was seated on one of the cushions. He motioned for me to join him and I made myself as comfortable as I could on the other cushion. We sat facing each other for a moment. He watched me, studying my face and my mind. It seemed like forever had passed before he spoke. “’I need you to close your eyes and relax. I’m going to give you a series of things to think about and I need you to visualize them.’ “I nodded in understanding and let my eyes close. The light in the wagon was already dim since the windows hadn’t been opened from the morning, and closing my eyes shut out all exterior light. I was left with a dark canvas upon which to paint my versions of the thoughts he gave me. “’Relax both your body and mind and picture a light deep inside you. Once you’ve got that image in your mind, expand that light until it surrounds you.’ “I did as he instructed. The light had a definite blue tint to it and it didn't want to budge at first. After a bit of coaxing, I managed to expand it past my skin. I pushed a bit harder and forced it out 6 more inches. It all seemed so simple when he said it, but my body told me that it was much more difficult. I began to understand why Jean let me sleep and insisted on eating before we started. “’Very good. Blue? Interesting. Now I see why you reacted as you did when the men misbehaved.’ “He must have run his hands through the light over my head because I saw the edge ripple, a light violet mixing with the blue. I felt movement, and I began to understand. What he had me visualize was my aura, my energy. His aura must have been primarily violet. “’Now, keep the light where it is, but don’t visualize it. I want you to practice feeling with your aura. Once you master that, you will be able to protect yourself from harm. When I place my hand on your aura, I want you to grab it. Keep your eyes closed and block any visualizations that may come to you. Concentrate on the feeling.’ “It was very disorienting at first. I tried to grab his hand unsuccessfully many times before I got it right. I was beginning to get the hang of it, missing only every once in a while, when he said that we were finished for the day. I opened my eyes and almost instantly felt tired. I guess concentrating on the task took my mind off how tiring that task was. “’You did very well today. You should get something to eat and rest some. Perhaps go sit outside under that tree you like. It’s a nice day. We’ll try again tomorrow.’ “I nodded and made myself some bread and cheese, grabbed a book and headed out to settle under the tree for the afternoon.” <~ \| ~>