Dark Petals on a Pale Rose - Visualizations .. Day 2

Visualizations .. Day 2
Monday, Nov. 07, 2005 ~ 11:07 p.m.

(yeah, so I've been a little slow, but I'm NaNoWriMo-ing so I'm hoping to write every day. We'll see how well I do.)

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I was drained. I spent the whole afternoon relaxing and reading. Dinner time came around and I ate like it had been years since my last decent meal. I finished my final plate of food and excused myself. I was still feeling quite worn down and wanted to turn in early. I was hoping that by going to bed early, Jean and I could get an earlier start and perhaps work longer. I didn’t know that Jean would only allow me to work for a certain length of time. I had figured that we stopped when we did because he felt it was too late.

“As soon as I lay down, my eyes grew heavy. I couldn’t keep them open and I gave in to the sleep. My dreams were vivid that night. I dreamt of my family. I saw my brother as an older man. His hair was touched with gray and he looked quite tired. I saw my parents lying in their bed. My brother was watching over them, worrying. He glanced over his shoulders toward what I can only assume was a door. It seemed as if my parents were sick and dying and my brother was waiting for the arrival of something.

“I woke up with wet cheeks. I knew I had cried in my sleep. I reassured myself that the dream could not have been true. Adrien was only in his twenties. My parents weren’t nearly as old as I had seen them and had been in perfect health when she left.

“My eyes grew heavy again and I soon fell back into a heavy sleep. I did not dream again. At least I didn’t have full dreams. I saw flashes of things. Most of the flashes were faces of people I had no knowledge of at the time. All of these flashes were tinged in blue. It seemed that once I started working with my aura, my mind continued to acknowledge that ability and keep nurturing it.

“The next morning dawned clear. The air was crisp when I went out to have some breakfast with the group before retreating to the wagon for the days work. I was eager. Jean had tapped into the power that I had not known before and I loved the feeling of it swimming inside me. I knew I had just scratched the surface and I wanted to learn as much as I could as fast as I could. It’s the impatience of youth I suppose.

“Jean was waiting for me with the same two cushions. He motioned for me to sit opposite of him and I smiled and made myself comfortable.

“’Do you remember what we practiced yesterday, Rose?’

“I nodded and answered quickly, ‘Yes, I do.’

“’Then we will start off with that. We’ll see how much you’ve retained.’

“He started in the same fashion as the day before. I closed my eyes and my mind immediately visualized the blue light deep inside of me. I relaxed and pushed, forcing the light to grow and spread out around me. I heard his praise and I smiled to myself. Again he held his hand against my aura and asked me to grab it. It took a few tries before I became accustomed to the feeling again, but I picked it back up quickly.

“We practiced that for about an hour and then Jean said that we should take a break. I opened my eyes and felt that same draining feeling, though it wasn’t as intense. I realized that practicing this for a short time each day would condition my mind and body to be able to handle this. It was similar to running. The more you do it, the longer you’re able to go without tiring. Once I came to that realization, I didn’t feel quite as impatient."

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		To the begining Visualizations .. Day 2 Monday, Nov. 07, 2005 ~ 11:07 p.m. (yeah, so I've been a little slow, but I'm NaNoWriMo-ing so I'm hoping to write every day. We'll see how well I do.) ~~~~~ I was drained. I spent the whole afternoon relaxing and reading. Dinner time came around and I ate like it had been years since my last decent meal. I finished my final plate of food and excused myself. I was still feeling quite worn down and wanted to turn in early. I was hoping that by going to bed early, Jean and I could get an earlier start and perhaps work longer. I didn’t know that Jean would only allow me to work for a certain length of time. I had figured that we stopped when we did because he felt it was too late. “As soon as I lay down, my eyes grew heavy. I couldn’t keep them open and I gave in to the sleep. My dreams were vivid that night. I dreamt of my family. I saw my brother as an older man. His hair was touched with gray and he looked quite tired. I saw my parents lying in their bed. My brother was watching over them, worrying. He glanced over his shoulders toward what I can only assume was a door. It seemed as if my parents were sick and dying and my brother was waiting for the arrival of something. “I woke up with wet cheeks. I knew I had cried in my sleep. I reassured myself that the dream could not have been true. Adrien was only in his twenties. My parents weren’t nearly as old as I had seen them and had been in perfect health when she left. “My eyes grew heavy again and I soon fell back into a heavy sleep. I did not dream again. At least I didn’t have full dreams. I saw flashes of things. Most of the flashes were faces of people I had no knowledge of at the time. All of these flashes were tinged in blue. It seemed that once I started working with my aura, my mind continued to acknowledge that ability and keep nurturing it. “The next morning dawned clear. The air was crisp when I went out to have some breakfast with the group before retreating to the wagon for the days work. I was eager. Jean had tapped into the power that I had not known before and I loved the feeling of it swimming inside me. I knew I had just scratched the surface and I wanted to learn as much as I could as fast as I could. It’s the impatience of youth I suppose. “Jean was waiting for me with the same two cushions. He motioned for me to sit opposite of him and I smiled and made myself comfortable. “’Do you remember what we practiced yesterday, Rose?’ “I nodded and answered quickly, ‘Yes, I do.’ “’Then we will start off with that. We’ll see how much you’ve retained.’ “He started in the same fashion as the day before. I closed my eyes and my mind immediately visualized the blue light deep inside of me. I relaxed and pushed, forcing the light to grow and spread out around me. I heard his praise and I smiled to myself. Again he held his hand against my aura and asked me to grab it. It took a few tries before I became accustomed to the feeling again, but I picked it back up quickly. “We practiced that for about an hour and then Jean said that we should take a break. I opened my eyes and felt that same draining feeling, though it wasn’t as intense. I realized that practicing this for a short time each day would condition my mind and body to be able to handle this. It was similar to running. The more you do it, the longer you’re able to go without tiring. Once I came to that realization, I didn’t feel quite as impatient." <~ \| ~>