Slowly John was being pulled out of the dream. As his heart began to close the beings started to disappear. The light was extinguishing. “It always keeps being taken away. Why?” In that moment John forced his heart open like never before. “Maybe I am lying to myself about all of this. Am I making it up?” he wondered. He kept his heart open and one being returned. This being, unlike the others, spoke. “Hello brother, we meet again.”
John looked at this light being. He had shape and form, but was this an illusion? John reached out to touch him. He said, “It’s fine. Touch me. It won’t help much because I am not in the flesh like you. I have not lived in the flesh for several thousand years and I only lived like you one time. My work has not existed so much on the earth plane. Nothing I say will be easy for you. It will not ‘make sense’ as you say.”
John couldn’t help but ask, “Why are these moments always taken away? You’re right, nothing makes sense to me, but I know this feels right. I feel home here. I don’t want to go back!”
The Being flashed a compassionate smile and said, “Your sister is correct, you have to go back. There is a circle waiting to be completed for you and your people.”
“They are not my people! Why am I responsible for them?” John shrugged and crossed his arms.
“Because they are of the flesh as you, because they think and try to figure things out like you, because they have great capacity to feel and love just like you, my brother.”
John looked down at his feet and realized he was floating in a warm, clear substance. It wasn’t air and it wasn’t exactly water. The only sense he could make of it was that it felt good. And it smelt good, kind of like a jasmine flower at a distance on a warm summer’s eve.
Realizing his time here was drawing to a close John said, “I will not go back until you answer some questions.” He was taking a stand, not that these kinds of stands had proven very effective so far. Still, he persisted in a softened way. “Would you be so kind as to tell me who you are? And who is this, that you called my sister? If I could at least know, I might be able to make a little sense out of this.”
The Being smiled again. “I also called you Brother. That might be a place to start. Nothing is as it seems. Nothing is as it is ‘made sense of’ by your people. The truth about how the Universe works and is held together is a bit difficult to explain. What you just felt from my family is the glue that holds everything you know as life together. The closest representation of it is the word you call ‘love.’ For us, it is our job. It is what we do. We work with this energy and send it out into the Universe. You also could call this job that we do ‘creation.’ As a creator being I have never been written about because people of the flesh do not truly know why I exist. They have attached other meanings and descriptions to who we are and what we do. We will not have the time to cover all of this now. Your sister may be easier in some ways for you to understand. She has been a loyal servant as well as teacher to you throughout time. She is not an accurately known deity in the recorded stories of your people, however, she is most closely known as Kali from the Hindu tribe. It is true she feels she owes you a great debt and follows you everywhere. She has been with you since birth and has mostly been in animal form since you have not been able to understand her purpose or desire. As the time has drawn near she has begun to take form into a recognizable shape hoping this would stimulate memories from before. So far these are coming slowly.”