BACK HOME, INTO THE SKY!

BACK HOME, INTO THE SKY!

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Series

TRANSFORMATION

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TATIANA DANINA

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2014

e-mail: danina.t@yandex.ru 

The books of the series “The Teaching of Djwhal Khul – Esoteric Natural Science” - “The main occult laws and concepts” - http://www.amazon.com/Main-Occult-Laws-Concepts -ebook/dp/B00GUJJR72

“Ethereal  mechanics” - http://www.amazon.com/The-Doctrine-Djwhal-Khul-mechanics-ebook/dp/B00I8KSY8Y  (paperback - https://www.createspace.com/4836813 )

“New Esoteric Astrology, 1” - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00JF6RMCY (paperback - https://www.createspace.com/4827294)

“Thermodynamics” -  http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00KGHK8EU  (paperback - https://www.createspace.com/4838412)

The book of my grandpa – “The memories of the russian military paramedic Michael Novikov of the Finnish war” http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00JYDITQ6

 We wish you enthralling reading!

  

The Universe is watching us every moment. And in joy and in sorrow. We are its favorite creations. Each of us. Only we do not know about this. Or do we forget?

BEGINNING

I am a usual earthly girl. My life has always been quite predictable. But recently I came into contact with anything, what has not just changed everything. No, this something put an end to my old life, and opened a new page.

Do I want to back to the past? And yes, and no. But more no, than yes. And, of course, I do not regret that all this began.

I don’t know how this will end. It looks like it just has no end, but if there is, it's too far, or so unknown to me that I can’t even understand its meaning. And sometimes I find myself thinking that I am not interested in the final, but in the process of moving towards it.

Although the end of this story is not yet, but there is a beginning.

And it all started with a mysterious sleep at the beginning of December of this year.

 

A DREAM

I stood at the bus stop near the stairs leading to my house.

It was a night city. An empty night city.

It was Murmansk, and at the same time it was not it. It seemed to add another dimensions. There were depth and height that were not perceived in the daytime by consciousness in full force.

People were, but somewhere in the houses - in this dream they did not disturb.

The town itself was lively - full of life. Invisible life. It was felt everywhere and in everything. In sidewalks, buildings, roads and pillars. The atmosphere itself was permeated by the air energy vortexes. They swept past me and through me.

It was magic scattered everywhere.

I felt a joy and blissful peace.

Like I have returned home. But not home to my apartment, but somewhere in a place which is my true home. I looked up into the night sky. It was jet black, and ragged grayish clouds scudded across it. Distant stars sparkled in discontinuities between them.

Suddenly, somewhere high up, I saw a bright spot of light. Much brighter than the moon.

Suddenly a ray of light moved from this spot to me. It was iridescent and shimmering.

I just stood there and watched. I had no fear; on the contrary, there was a sense of something beautiful that was closer and closer to me. I gazed at this road of light. And then I clearly discerned somewhere a shape, moving, coming down.

A figure was rapidly approaching. It was a man. He was not walking, and flying. He was soaring like a bird, descending down to me. As if this ray was carrying him down, and he stood on it motionlessly. His face lit by a kind smile. Last meters and, behold, he was already on the ground next to me.

- Hello!

Dreams erase many conventions. In life, we were not familiar with.

- Who are you?

- I came to you.

- Am I calling you?

He approached me, touched reassuringly my head - I saw, his hands glowed!

After his touch, I felt that my mind somehow was enlightened, as if the rain washes dirt from windows. I was surprised and delighted.

Then he took my arm and we walked slowly along the avenue.

- Do not jump to conclusions. This is just a dream, though pythonic. The fact that he pythonic, you will be convinced ... with time. And all this is not as easy as you may think.

- This dream ... it's so real! I see such first time! And I do understand that this is a sleep. After all am I sleeping?

- Yes, you're sleeping. But what is a sleep? Separation of consciousness from the body. You're sleeping now - free from the constraints of the biological spacesuit. He smiled. - So I call our dense conductors.

- Who are you?

- I came because you called.

- I do not remember that I called you ...

- You prayed, waited for a miracle, was looking for. Your call has been very strong and powerful compared the general mass of people. Your willingness is obvious. I have come to call, and I will help you find answers to your questions. About who I am and where from you will learn with time. In matters of disclosure of consciousness we do not have to hurry.

- I prayed to God. Are you God?

- Yes and no. We all are Its particles. God - is a human concept. But I want to help you cross the human frontiers.

- You're not a human ... Well, of course, people can’t this.

- Yeah, I'm not a human. And who I am I will talk about later. All you need you will know.

And then our night walk suddenly changed. The Master took me by the arm and pulled up. We left the ground and flew. As birds we flitted over the road, houses, and slid into the night sky.

How well! It is not scary to fly. Frost is not felt, and the wind is nicely blowing the face.

I did not know how it all worked. I did not understand a thousandth part of what was happening with me. Just as a child, dutifully listened and rejoiced.

I understood that I enter into some new and uncharted area of ​​life.

Then I felt that emerges from sleep.

And the last thing that accompanied me into the light of the day was the words of my mysterious new friend:

- We'll meet ... Await me ...

AT THE TROLLEYBUS STOP

Realness of the sleep put me in amazement. I had a feeling that the windows suddenly were opened in a stuffy room and a fresh wind burst into it. This wind was sweeping away with my life the remnants of the former slowness. He brought with itself the smells of storm, ocean and open space. And the feeling of the future freedom. All what I lacked.

During the morning toilet the mirror has reported peculiar changes in my appearance. No, no, my head was on its place. Brown eye color remained unchanged and black hair to the shoulders. Expression of the face changed. I saw shining eyes and a faint blush on the cheeks. The sleep somehow influenced me.

Going down to a bus stop, I relived moments of the sleep. Here I stood at night and watched at the starry sky. And from there a stranger came down to me. And here he took my hand and we soared.

I looked around me - people who are afraid of being late. Usual morning rush. I wanted to tell everyone about my nocturnal wanderings. But does it give anything? Are they able to see the experiences through my eyes?

Only one remained for me - to continue to internally rejoice, not to worry because of the lack of human understanding and wait for the promised meeting with overnight guest.

New is in the institute. Scientific and practical conference with Norwegian friends and colleagues. It starts today in two hours. We, as a sophomore, were invited to participate. And as future linguists – we will translate lectures and conversations.

The promised conference started in accordance with the established deadlines. Guests were warmly received, settled in "Arctic", fed at the smorgasbord, were taken on a guided tours.

Meetings and speeches. Norwegian friends, 30 people were happy. Rector, deans and we, the students, were glad too. A small celebration of communication pending New Year.

The conference started in accordance with the schedule and was held in a warm and festive atmosphere. I translated a lecture, which was declared, sat two more, just for fun. And somewhere at half past five in the evening, saying goodbye to classmates and our curator, came out of the institute.

Murmansk winter does not lead for a long wait at the bus stop. People feel cold or frankly froze to the bones (it depends on the temperature overboard). And they strive to quickly jump to their number – bus or trolley, and to strive for the hearth and home. People gather in groups impatiently shifting from foot to foot. When approaching the stop the awaited lights of public transport there begins assault - big or small - it all depends on the total backlog of residents of our city, of the number of transport and of the air temperature. The more people are and the lower the temperature is, the more intense the people rush to board. During rush hour, respectively, the assault occurs with greatest power and speed.

That's how it was at this time at the stop where I was waiting trolley. Evening rush hour. All were tired and wanted home – to warm up, eat and relax.

Clever engineers have designed many trolleybuses and buses that they have three doors. People enter into the middle and back, and go out of them too. Front door is for the disabled and controllers. As a result, people do not rush to the front of the machine and do not climb under the wheels.

However, here there was an unusual situation. Trolleybus number three was not long ago - perhaps breaking on the line. And now at once two came one after another. People tried to climb the first seeing the second, darted toward it. I also decided to go by second, because the first one was already packed to capacity.

Everything happened very quickly. I was one of the first. Only a puny boy of thirteen with red briefcase-backpack was in front of me. We definitely were taking down under the wheels of the trolleybus, and I became to intensely resist and turn left. But the boy was too small to fight the crowd. I saw that he was extruded onto the road. An auto was coming closer.

I went cold at the sudden awareness of impending disaster. I wanted to scream, somehow stop people, but I realized that it will not help. Now the boy will suffer, most likely will die. I squeezed my eyes shut, heard a thud. And a cry-moan of people who witnessed the sudden tragedy.

I opened my eyes and saw that the trolleybus stood and all crowded in front of it. The driver got out. I also squeezed myself ahead. And already knew who I see there - unhappy kid ...

But no, it was not him ...

It was a grown man, still lying on the road, strewn with sand. He lay, as if asleep. He reminded me of someone ... A sudden feeling of deja vu pierced my consciousness. It was he! My overnight guest.

There was no doubt, and it is not even in the external similarity, and in the inner insight.

How did he get here?

The saved boy was standing here, I saw his face on his right. He seemed a little surprised and confused. The prime candidate for the fall.

But all my attention was directed to a man lying on the road. I looked at his calm, relaxed face. It was still, as the body. I did not notice signs of breathing. He was hatless, and arctic wind whipped blonde straight hair. He seemed to be asleep. I was hoping that he was just unconscious. There was no blood, snow everywhere was clean. However, during the polar night, under artificial light it was easy to make a mistake.

But people still had to get home. Driving up trolleybuses stayed on the roadway, took the people, and were carried away - fastest and noiseless.

The driver of the machine that became the cause of the accident was talking to someone on the radio inside the cabin. Probably he reported the incident. The boy with red backpack disappeared. And I stood and stood contemplating the snowflakes falling on the body. Snowflakes were falling on his face ... and did not melt because of something.

I waited for an ambulance. A few minutes later it arrived. Paramedics examined the man, and by the fact that they did nothing - did not put a dropper, did not impose tires and, in general, not fussed, I realized that it was no longer necessary. Hence, he can’t be helped.

I watched as the young man was shifted on a stretcher, and then they rolled him into the ambulance.

But he did not look dead. The death has many masks, and here it put on the best outfit.

And that's it? For what did he come to me in the sleep? In order to die in front of me? Some nonsense.

In such a perplexed state I passed a few more stops, until finally, frost forced me to squeeze into the almost closed door of the leaving trolleybus.

PENDING

The next day, internally reliving the incident the day before, I could not concentrate in class. I do not really want to sit today at lectures and tutorials. I love to acquire knowledge, but impressions of the past day were too much strong. Something was calling me and beckoned somewhere far away from everyday life.

I skipped the last classes. I drove by a trolleybus and got off on the Five Corners. I went still a little, passed a traffic light, and then walked in a cafe Youth.

Here I will eat and will start thinking about everything that excites me so, I decided. And after that I went to the Regional Library and sat somewhere in silence, in the reading room.

A library has always been for me a bit of the Temple. Its halls filled with books and thoughtful readers, soft carpets and polite librarians, speaking in a low voice or whisper - all this relaxes and adjusts to the meditative mood.

I took the Rose of Peace Daniel Andreev and settled at a table near the large, panoramic windows overlooking the evening Murmansk.

I love serious books that can help you to understand the underside of the world. A blank fiction sometimes conjures up on me the longing and yawn. Now I just really wanted to dive into something that can push on the desired thoughts.

Who was my night visitor? A stranger of another worlds or a deity descended from heaven? I needed clues and confirms for my assumptions. But I know nothing precise and specific about him. He could not die. He could not, I told myself. Maybe he just lost consciousness and is now in hospital.

I could not sit and wait. I wanted to act. I wanted events. A continuation. A start was too great and hopefully. And this is the end?

I again began flipping book. It embarrassed me, intrigued and charmed at the same time. Is our everyday world is not the same as it seems? Is our human consciousness is so limited that we do not see anything around? And the universe is actually inhabited by a variety of creatures, invisible gaze, but no less real.

Lovely parents usually take care that their children have less contact with the blackness of the world. And only over the years children suddenly find that the world is not as soft and fluffy as they thought. It is filled with sharp thorns and spines, which at every opportunity strive to injure deeper - well, if only the body, and if the Soul?

I have emerged from childhood, and not once faced with the pain - physical and moral. Not so often to get depressed, but not so rare to forget about the imperfections of our world.

Sure, I already internally understood that around us there is an invisible war between Light and Darkness. Good fights against evil. I could feel it. This battle was in every human being. And in me too it was fought. Every day of every month of every year. This war is exhausting, but we can get away from it nowhere. If you born on Earth - fight.

I was still too young. Maybe I just did not realize the scale of what is happening.

Having read a little more about the Sinclair of the World, elementals, demons, Witzraors, zatomis and transcendental reality, I finally closed the book. Fascination by this kind of literature began at me from school. And not just by this literature, but any work of art, giving enlightenment. I have not found the answers to all my questions, but have felt myself stronger.

I remembered the thin teenager with red backpack feeling cold on the bus stop last night, and by will of the crowd almost run over by a trolleybus. Or by another will? Maybe the crowd - it's just a blind instrument of someone's dark intentions? But who or what could wish evil for just a boy so much that tried to kill him. And, by other hands. Or rather, by other legs ... to push under the wheels. Do demons and devils described in the book of Daniel Andreev really exist? And can they inspire and influence with such force? All holy books about this and only says - the Bible, the Koran, the Vedas. There are constantly mentioned spirits - good and evil. The names are different, but the essence is. Or rather two - evil and good.

The boy annoys them by something, since they decided on such thing ... He prevented them by something very strongly, since they went on such. They would not be interested in ordinary, weak people. So, he carries for them a potential threat.

I would probably be sitting for a long time, thinking about the boy, and trying to find his trail in the world of my intuition. However, librarians began to pass halls and proclaim the imminent closure. It was too late. Time to go home.

OLEG

But I did not want home. So I decided to walk a bit along the shore of the Semenovsky Lake. This is one of the most picturesque places in Murmansk, even in winter. In winter it is by something even more interesting. Blue dusk creeps over white ice surface. And on other side, a giant, illuminated on both sides, the steamship rises in the form of which the Palace of Pioneers is built. And somewhere in there, in the distance, the stern Defender of Arctic, Alyosha (Alex) monument stands.

How I love these places! And now they gave me strength.

I came out on the bus stop, after experiencing by the trolleybus of the famous climb from Chelyuskin Street, and went down a bit to the ice-hole, where it is often in the winter you can find courageous walrus - fans of winter swimming.

But today no one was there.

The ice-hole slightly covered with ice. But it was like a spider web, which means that today there was someone. Otherwise ice would have been much thicker. Perhaps they have already swum today and now are warming by tea in their homes.

I was standing near the water, and it was surprisingly good and calm for me. As if my chaotic life finally began to enter the phase of resolving the crisis.

I stood there for several minutes, in a pleasant reverie. Squatted down and scooped up a little of some icy water. Oh, how cold!

And then, near the water, at the end of the ice-hole, I noticed something strange. There appeared a bright haze, cloud. I held my breath and leaned forward, eager to see it better. The cloud quivered and shimmered in different colors. It was dim, for sure, invisible from a distance. There was nobody around, and I was the only witness to its emergence. Suddenly it began to flicker more and more, and then began to thicken, trying to take some form. At first it was a ball. Then the ball drew itself into an elongated, vertical ellipse. And finally, the ellipse formed head and limbs.

Doubt remained - right in front of me out of nowhere a man was appearing.

Blonde straight hair to his shoulders, waving in the wind (he was hatless). Dark gray coat and black-and-white scarf. Hands without gloves.

It was he! And he's not dead!

The first time I was present during the process of the emergence of something dense and concrete from the air, and I was little to say flabbergasted. This does not jibe with all that, I'm used to. In my world, things do not appear out of nowhere and disappear into nowhere. They are lost, yes, but more often then we find them - at home or somewhere else. But this case is so incredible!

The man shook off the last shreds of shimmering mist from which he has just been come out, and by which he was a second ago. And then walked around the ice-hole and went towards me.

- You're alive!

He smiled warmly, cheerfully embraced me, and said:

- How am I glad to see you again!

- God, you're really alive! You did not die! - I cried, trembling with joy and bouleversement from everything that happens.

The stranger just calmly and friendly was looking at me. As at a child, that much remains to be explained.

I did not take offense at this. Well, I knew that, really, feel and behave like a child. Stupid, ruptures ... And how can you even feel yourself close to something magical that happens right next to you, and part of what you've become?! So I was not particularly worried because of my immediate reactions.

He seems, too. His words confirmed my thoughts.

- You're so wonderful!

And then I allowed myself too much. I blurted out:

- Maybe you fell in love with me?

And I convulsively held my breath. Yes, the human in me is more than enough. I realized within myself that sexual desire is nothing compared to the problems of eternity.

The Teacher smiled, but not ironically, but in a kind way.

- Oh, Sparkle. Well, yes and no. You are absolutely right - the human in you is very much. But that's okay. After all, you are the human...

I stared at him, wide-eyed.

He read my thoughts?!

But I foresaw this ability in him, so what surprised now?

- Do not worry. In you there is no any thought that would terrify or torment my mind. All of them are normal and natural. And the fact that I can read them too is normal and natural, just for me.

How do I name him?

As only this idea was born in me, the answer followed:

- Do you like the name “Oleg”?

- Yes, it’s my favorite.

- That's fine. So can call me.

“Oleg” - I said to myself, trying as it sounds. The perfect name as its owner.

But who is he?

- I'll tell you ... later. And I do not come to harm you. Neither you nor anyone else from the people. Vice versa. My friends and I want to change your life. With respect to humanity there is an unprecedented plan. And I am one of those who try to carry it out.

This means that humanity is not alone, as it was hoped. And there are those who want to help us. And this wonderful man next to me is one of them. Probably there are many of them. I touch to something great and beautiful!

Joy was throbbing in my body, gently was spreading by waves from the heart and the head. I thought I had become a small star, and now is huffing into the surrounding space the rays of grace.

My new friend, meanwhile, began to make passes by hands, pumping the energy into himself and around him. I felt it because the air around me heated up. There was a maelstrom that by vortices rotated around my Master. And the snow next to him began to melt. The gaze of Oleg was fixed somewhere far away, where he looked at something invisible to me. Oh, wow! I noticed that his legs slightly left the snow underneath. He hovered above the ground! Not in a dream, but in reality!

This last fact completely shocked me. I looked around, checking if there are any witnesses to such phenomena. There was no one. Usually somebody is here at this time. People walk their dogs, or just breathe the air before bedtime. Now the clock was half past nine. It's time for the evening stroll. But, oddly enough, there was not a soul. Maybe Oleg made this? I read somewhere that, for example, in the Himalayas, in the area of ​​Mount Kailash, saints establish a special energy protective field. And anybody without their knowledge especially with bad intentions can’t go to their habitat.

There is no doubt this man possesses what we humans call magic. He can penetrate into consciousness and read thoughts. He can fly and arise out of nothing. These miracles I have seen with my own eyes, and there's no one to tell me that I slept or dreamed, because I have a normal, stable mind, all my friends will confirm this.

My life became more and more interesting with each passing hour, every minute. I guessed that it's just the beginning, and that perhaps it will touch me too. I mean, that maybe I will can also do something like that, if not now, then eventually...

He hovered over the ice and snow of Semenovsky Lake. His hair, electrified by unknown to me energy, formed a sort of halo around his head. Now his eyes were closed. Hands folded together, like at all worshipers. Floors of the coat fluttered. The figure rose and fell, up and down, as if it was floating in the flows of the supporting it power. Around us was a darkness of the polar night. On the calendar there is the December beginning of the 21st century and the third millennium.

What am I doing here? And who is he?

Then I heard a voice of Oleg. A voice? No, it was his thoughts in my head.

He said within me:

- I already told you that you by yourself attracted me... us ... by your call. There is a lot of strength and kindness in you. This is exactly what we look for in people. And if we find a great source of it in human, we help to open up even more. A certain percentage of your ability to create beauty is already involved. But it's still very little by our standards. Although it’s very much - for people. You have other standards. – The Master smiled sadly. - You're different from the majority, and so I come to you. I am the messenger.

I wanted to ask, or rather, shout - whose messenger?

But Oleg warned my question with his answer.

- Those that have been watching you long ago and trying to help.

He said out loud about what I guessed, but I was afraid to say it for myself inside. All this time we lived next to this! Parallel! And have never crossed.

But why would not they just come out on the main square of the city, and openly tell about themselves, get to know us...

I myself broke off the flow of my thoughts, imagining what our good citizens could do with them after that. I remembered the poor Christ and other Saints. People are not ready for direct contact with other minds. They are too cruel, though not as much as in ancient times. The world is changing, but very slowly.

Yes, they were just killed. From fear. People like animals - when fear they attack.

Of course these messengers for sure would be able to repel their attacks. Judging by Oleg they are very powerful. But apparently, they do not want to shed draw blood. They do not need aggressive campaigns. They want true peace. Without a single shed tear. On the contrary – with the sea of joy.

And it requires a gradual approach. It’s necessary to establish communication from afar. First, with a few, and then these few will help pave the way to all.

Yes, I understood everything.

- We need a few of them to help us convince mankind. Slowly and surely to teach people goodness and beauty, righteousness and truth. Will you help us? I? I feel your inner readiness. But if you are in doubt, you can think about and answer later. If you do not want to help us, no one will force you. But we'll still wait - maybe one day you change your mind.

I smiled. I laughed at his words. Because it was like a fairy tale. Good magician asks me to help. After all, I was waiting for something like this all my childhood. And when I grew up I almost ceased to dream about this - because we all know that it happens only in children's books. And suddenly like a bolt from the sky - there arises a miracle. And I can refuse?! Never! Yes, yes, yes! A million times - yes! Whatever it takes! Whatever what would be followed for it!

- Nothing will follow - I heard a laughing voice inside me, - at least, nothing terrible or life-threatening. Fear and threat - it is not our way of action.

- Sounds good! - I exclaimed. - And who is working through the fear?

- The Dark Brotherhood - as we call it. The World Evil.

- And does it exist? So, all this is true? All these stories about devils, demons, witches, warlocks are real?

- Yes. Devil - is evil in a general sense. It is everywhere on the Earth, it permeates it, and we have to fight with it - you, us, everyone. But it is a very long theme. It’s hard to tell this in an hour. - Oleg again sent me a mental smile.

- Remember, Sparkle, most importantly is not be afraid of anything and not to regret. You just live and pray for the goodness. Laugh and love. All life is a great experiment. And you're part of it. And I am. All of us. And all around. Dance!

- Right now?

- And why not? A dance - is the best thing invented by people. Well, except for the songs, and love, and children, and pets, and ...

- Oleg!

- Yes, I'm sorry, I just laugh. But not quite. You get used to it.

Nastya, and now of that important what I wanted to ask. If you agree to help, tell me - yes. Now it is the right moment for initiation. I want to help your development.

- Yes, I agree.

- Good. I will activate a number of your energetic centers - chakras. Not all at once. A few. All at once is impossible, the body should get used to. Don’t fear, I control. Come closer and stand in front of me.

I looked at Oleg - he still floated in the air.

There was no fear, and I went.

Then I felt how something invisible is moving toward me from him, enveloping. I was immersed in an ocean of energy.

- Close your eyes and relax.

- I have already relaxed.

And then I flew over the Semenovsky Lake. I saw the tunnel shining over the Palace of pioneers, and flew into it. And I raced through the maze of energy. Red, blue, yellow, green, purple, rainbow. All colors and shades.

And then something appeared before me!

Suddenly, as if in a dream, I found myself on a sunny glade. Light fell not only from the sun. As if the whole world shone - and the grass and the trees. I looked at my hands - and they sparkled. Then the glade was filled with people - lovely, with smiles, good as Oleg. They welcomed me. They seemed know and love me a long time. And I do them too.

I so wanted to stay here with them.

And then I remembered about Oleg. And as only I thought of him as immediately found myself down on the snow near the ice-hole.

I looked at my teacher.

- Do you meet my friends? – He smiled. - How are they to you? They are very fond of you. Now they are part of you, and you're a part of them.

- One for all...

- That's right. And how are you feelings in your body?

And here for the first time I realized that in me something subtly changed. It was the same old me. But at the same time I was not as earlier. In my head as if the light turns on. I saw everything as something different. I began to notice a lot of details not putting any effort for this. Each snowflake seemed to me alive, special, unique. The air was sparkling - in the sky there was like a scattered handful of gems. So here it is what - "the sky with diamonds"!

I looked at Oleg and saw over him a nimbus. A star extends its rays. And one of them went away somewhere high in the sky. What is it, the connection with the Cosmos?

- Let’s go, Anastasia? You have to learn many things.

NEW

A blizzard was played out. It was nearly midnight. Tomorrow is Saturday. Weekend.

We walked through snow vortices, flying toward us and covered our faces.

I love bad weather. It invigorates the spirit and trains the will to live.

- Do you feel some changes?

- Yes and no. The world filled with colors. Senses intensified. But they do not disturb me, as usual. I am exalted, and as on the top of I. I see your aura - a star above your head. It’s all right? So should it be?

- Yes, the initiation was successful. I slightly quickened your evolutionary development, but only slightly. We can’t do it quickly. You passed it well.

Now we'll go to your house, you lie down to sleep and will have a good sleep. Tomorrow we will continue. You need to learn a lot.

- And can we fly to home?

- Why should? It’s so nice to walk on such solid planet. The terrestrial planets have their own charm. Here is a little energy. Therefore all is so dense. But where in the universe can we touch something else? Only in such places.

- And are your places different?

- Yes, very much. Where from I now arrived on Earth there is so much energy, though take away. Energy is the great destroyer. Therefore, all bodies are as the smoke - not durable. However, and your “I” is a cloud when you sleep or leave the body.

- Do you mean, when we die?

- Yes. Death is not the most popular theme in human society, do not you?

- Is it not natural? Nobody wants to leave the loved friends and relatives.

- If people knew the true nature of death, they would not be so afraid.

- Speaking of death ... That case on the trolleybus stop is bothers me. What did happen in reality? The trolley shot down you in front of me. You came out of nowhere and saved the boy.

- This boy just like you has a big potential. We can’t save all those in need, unfortunately. Although we want it and strive for it. This was a special occasion. The boy has a very bright karma. But now he is on the road of trials, and therefore the forces of evil pursue him on the heels. They pushed him under the trolleybus. He's still not a magician and can’t help himself.

We have long been watching him and expected that Dark can do something about it. Each person has a defense. Do you remember about guardian angels? This is not fiction. They exist and protect people. But all people are protected in varying degree. The lighter the person and the higher the spiritual potential, the greater the protection is. The higher essences are interested in the human and patronize. This protection is like the human love and friendship. Angels fall in love with the people and therefore guard. But their love is stable. It is not subjected to human emotions, because they are not people.

However, there is still a dark protection. In this case demons and dark spirits protect. It is particularly strong at witches and dark wizards - at dark magicians. But these people are risking using such protection. Then they have to bitterly repent and pay their anguish and suffering. Especially after the death. After all, like attracts like. Hell exists.

The boy is still small. He still is not able to always be good. Although he is a very light child. And just recently, he made a small offense. He lied to his parents. It would seem a trifle. But the hype has obscured his conscience. A conscience - this is the contact of the soul with the guardian angels. They could not in time warn him of impending danger. And dark, of course, were right there. They did not miss the opportunity. They were pushing him as could. They would manage to do this if it were not for our defense. I had to step in and jump in front of the trolleybus.

Oleg smiled.

- But are you really dead?

- No, of course. I pretended to be dead. Then I dematerialized from the morgue. And instead myself I left the astral figure - a body created from the astral particles.

Yes, such particles exist, not only protons, neutrons and electrons. Your science is, by the way, very much mistaken about many of the laws of nature and its phenomena. Anyway, our engaged in it…

- And who was buried?

- The astral body and was buried. Funny, huh? Then it disintegrated in the grave and vanished. The coffin is now empty!

- And you? How could you withstand such collision? This was an iron trolleybus...

- We own by many magical techniques and methods that are not familiar to people. Physiology of my body is not like yours. I do not even breathe ... These breaths - imitation...

- It can’t be! How is it?!

- Do not forget, I'm very, very different...

- Yes, I remember...

- We arrived on Earth and here have built bodies similar to the human to work without attracting undue attention. More precisely, without attracting nothing attention. We have to look like everyone else. Otherwise, it’s the end of our mission. Mankind simply will not accept us. It will reject. They will not damage us severely. But they can interfere. And we can’t allow that. To do this we need all this secrecy.

- Oleg, so where are you from? You will tell me?

- For you it will not be a secret. You will understand...

Once I got the majority of capabilities of the space magician. Magician - is the one who can... The human has the ability to direct the forces and energy to operate with them, both internally as well as with external.

- Oh, Space Magician! I hear this for the first time!

- You will hear and learn a lot for the first time.

- I'm a little scared...

- I repeated you so many times, and I'll say it again - do not be afraid. Ahead we all have a bright future. Waterfalls of happiness. True. Imperishable. We just need to prepare, transform ourselves and learn to live in it.

We quickly overcame the way from the Semenovsky Lake to Gagarin Street. Climbed on a few slides.

- This is my house...

- I know. I have been here many times. I visited you in a dream, for example, do you remember?

- This also was true?

- Sure. Now I'll leave you. We with my friends have a lot of important things, and they want me to help them. And you need to relax. There were a lot of events. You should comprehend all. And get used to a little new for you state. Surely, some abilities, which were not, will appear at you. Do not be afraid and do not be surprised. As soon as I will be free I will go back to you.

- I'll miss you and wait!

- Me too! If something urgent - think of me, tune in and I will appear.

I turned to the house, took a few steps. When turned to look – there was not him.

He melted. Disappeared.

But for now I had a new sight. And I noticed how from the place where he was standing a light sparkling trail was drawn in the space - like a shooting star. He flew away...

SO BE IT!

In the morning my mother, with whom I live, demanded an explanation. Where I was last night and why come back so late?

I realized - she was worried. Moms always worry. I knew it and did not want to disturb her in vain.

- Mom, it's OK. I was with friends. Do not worry, I know them very well. They are very nice and decent.

My mother knew that I did not drink alcohol and do not smoke, but nevertheless asked:

- Did you drink?

- Of course not.

- Well, my daughter, I believe. But next time, please call.

I was about to give up the standard "well, mother", but then my new eyesight automatically was activated. I saw the aura. It was very beautiful, iridescent, with a predominance of blue tones above and reddish below. But in the area of the heart I saw the blackout.

Yesterday I came home around midnight. And although I did not make a noise and immediately went to bed, but my mother was waiting for me. Her heart beat stronger and tired.

Well, now I could clearly see the consequences of my careless attitude.

In order to heal, I sent her a ray of love - from heart to heart.

In my eyes the darkness disappeared. A ray of light erased it like a pencil on a paper. Then I put her to bed, covered warmly, turned on the TV staying on the channel Culture, where some symphony concert was - to soothe body and soul there's nothing better like classical music. I poured juice into a glass, brewed tea, brought on a tray.

Mom really calmed down. She was drinking tea, listening to Vivaldi.

- Thank you, my daughter, all is well. But you still warn me when delayed. You know, the time now is so restless; there are a lot of bad people.

- Mom, I know. But now, in my opinion, it is much safer than it was, for example, even a century or two ago.

- You would yet recall the Stone Age! If you're late - report!

- You can call me yourself.

- I called. Your phone did not answer.

I completely forgot about the phone... I heard yesterday that it called, but did not pay attention.

After a conversation with my mother I decided to go for a walk. I wanted to even more dive in thoughts about what was happening.

I dressed warm, sat down on the trolleybus and went along the route without any specific purpose. Simple staying among people can be very enjoyable and fun pastime. Yet, we have a lot from animal of the social type. If you feel near the shoulder, even if unfamiliar - it gives peace of mind and confidence. We have created our own habitat and live in it. City – a fenced place... fenced in the first place from the wildlife. In the forests in fact also predators are found. And in a city they can’t eat us. Here we hunt at each other's...

I was driving along the route, staring into a frozen window, looked at the snowbound Murmansk, its colorful houses, lanterns, diffusing the twilight of the polar night, at people hurrying for shopping or for other business or leisurely strolling, good that the weekend now and the weather got warmer.

Then I looked using renewed eyesight and saw ... an ocean of energy. Energy is moving in energy. There is nothing except it. Everything sparkles, everything is sparkling. Shimmering waves. Each dense body is as the epicenter of a raging storm of light waves. Everyone, as a luminous cocoon. From these cocoons flows expire, and they returned to it again, or other flows, coming from other cocoons.

Yes, exactly, we are all one. All are connected to all. We believe that everyone lives by itself. The reality is quite another. We are all constantly communicate with each other, exchanging energy flows. And it just happens, often without our knowledge. You have just thought about someone or something - and at once a mental whirlwind flew away on a given route.

Not only transport has its predetermined path, but also our thoughts and feelings.

I read so many times in books on Buddhism, that thought is material, but only now convinced of this on one hundred percent!

Barriers, walls do not exist for mental streams. They penetrate anything.

In front of me sat a couple in love. I admiringly watched the energetic fire that they created in the space around them. It was truly a tornado of love. Their bodies were close by. And the hearts and souls were so intertwined that they seem to have merged into a single unit. Here, certainly, everything is open and not hide anything. All their centers now operate together. They lightened the whole trolleybus by their auras. On other subtle levels and plans. However, part of this light penetrates into our physical world. And people are vaguely perceived that light. But to see it it’s need to be a clairvoyant. Now I become such, due to the influence of Oleg.

Oleg...

His name caused a flurry of memories in the minds. Was I in love with him? Probably, yes. I'm a young girl. And at the age of twenty-one all girls are looking for love. Knowingly and purposefully, or stupid and instinctively, but looking for anyway. And I was like everyone else. I wanted to find a couple, to find half of my heart, and if I’m lucky, and soul.

I think I've found it, I thought. But did my half consider so?

Oleg escapes human relations between the sexes. I felt it clearly. He does not care who is in front of him - a man or a woman ... He did not arrive here to breed - I chuckled to myself the absurdity of the idea. And he said that his body - it's just a shell created by the power of thought. Surely, they did not provide reproductive function. Although they can do this. They can do anything...

Possible he deliberately chose a man's body - it is more convenient to use. Stronger, firmer, more stable, more energy.

Female body - rather, it is elastic liana. It looks weak, but it climbs and clings to everything, just to live and raise children.

But the female reproductive system ... This is a solid disaster. It’s more complex than male. And to be in a woman's body is not as convenient. All of these physiological functions cause a lot of inconvenience. Thinking of menstruation, I winced as a toothache. Premenstrual depression, days themselves - one and a half - two weeks of continuous discomfort. If I had my way, I would eliminate it all immediately. And we can reproduce without it; the majority of animals have not such monthly marathon.

Having cope with a mental irritation I calmed down a bit, and again returned to thoughts of love and about Oleg.

I was aware of that I was in love. And that my chosen is not a human. And that he does not welcome ordinary human relationships.

What should I do? Nothing, I said to myself. You should not think about Oleg as a possible life partner. What do you want - to have children and live a quiet, well-fed, and a quiet life? Or to transform yourself internally and externally, to become a space wanderer, and to fly away with Oleg and his friends to travel in the universe? Think and choose the correct answer!

Here is nothing to choose. Of course, the latter variant.

So stop to see in your teacher the being of male sex.

I read myself a homily. Possibly it helped.

I slipped out of the trolleybus and went through the snowy city, thoughtfully measuring off step by step, street by street, along the snow-covered sidewalks. I obediently was passing icy, but carefully dusted by sand roads at intersections, hurrying to the green lights. I was diving into the side streets and again returned to the main streets and avenues.

I walked and walked, gazing on the faces of earthlings lively by a frost and New Year's eve bustle, with whom I was floating together on this common spaceship - our planet.

It seemed to me that I dissolve in this whirlwind of human eyes, cars and houses, getting their part, lose myself and find again. It was like a never-ending, ritual dance. I was a shaman of the 21st century. And the creaking steps in the snow, and the honking of cars and the rustle of their tires on the road, all of this together merged in my mind into a kind of urban tambourine, who called and led away into a trance to soar then and look into the soul of it all.

Cities have souls. Every city, even the smallest. And it is in Murmansk. Very strong, majestic, a little austere, but at the same time intelligent, kind and sociable. And yet mysterious. What people live in the city, such is its inner self.

And I merged with this soul, absorb it, and it did me. I was penetrating into the thoughts of the city and dissolved in it.

And then suddenly inside me as if something had been turned on, and I passed to a new level of being. From head to toe I felt myself utterly alive. A frenetic power of love to all beings exploded in me. I felt the passage of time... and then it stopped...

This was the Eternal Now, covering and permeating all around me and me with everything.

So I learned to know the taste of life and love. And I did not want to part with them. This Ray of Divine Light pierced my heart and all most secret in me, and I became its faithful servant and its friend forever.

So be it!

Let the triumph of love will melt the ice of hate and enmity, constricting the Earth, and will arise to the meadows of hope and faith as the dew of happiness and joy!

We are the children of the Earth, and it is time to revive our home, our planet frozen from lack of spiritual energy.

All these thoughts were singing and ringing in my head while I was carried away on the wings of the light northern blizzard, whirling snowy sparkling dust.

Suddenly a shadow flew past me, like a beautiful cloud. It flashed and disappeared around the bend. I mentally shouted:

- Wait! Stay, a cloud! - And rushed after it.

But turning the corner I saw nothing.

What was it? - I was thinking.

New, subtle vision of the world I have gained. But the ability to complete and accurate understanding of what I saw in me is not yet fully opened. To be precise - almost all had not yet opened.

Well, I sighed inwardly, not all at once. Oleg said - you need to evolve gradually, otherwise the body will not sustain. Make haste slowly...

PRESENTIMENT OF CHANGES

All day I walked in the beloved city. I tested a new vision, stopping for a snack and warm up in a cafe. People and places so familiar earlier now seemed to me new and unusual. Why I had not noticed that they are so strange? I never paid attention to the details, did not see the whole picture. I lived before in a half of force, and now breathed deeply and straightened the shoulders, rather, invisible wings. Not quite straightened, but at least felt their presence.

And the world has blossomed! It was quite different! Around me brothers and sisters, as various books of wisdom teach, and we are all united by some common purpose.

But what is this purpose?

I know one thing for sure – Oleg knows this goal. I'll ask him when will meet again.

- Or maybe you should not be a spiritual panhandler? – A meticulous conscience teased me, - maybe you can understand by yourself?

- Uh, no, - I answer to it - probably I can’t, at least for now. It is too hard for me.

I'm not a magician, and just learning...

- Over time you will be able everything.

My conscience was a much more confident lady, than myself.

How long have I wandered the streets I do not remember exactly. All day long, in my opinion. Although “day” is a very conditional notion during the polar night? Only a name. Somewhere from 12 hours to three the horizon turns red, and the whole sky anxiously blazes. But we do not speak about the Sun. It is there, under the line connecting heaven and earth, and called the horizon. It will appear only in January. The Celebration of the Sun will be. And only then all arctic residents - people, animals and plants - feel themselves a little closer to the summer.

And now, in December, on the eve of Christmas and New Year, we can only dream about it!

Shops - like colorful holiday cards. On the shelves and in the windows there is a kaleidoscope.

Gypsies crowd at the entrance to the “Wave”. Gipsy children, as expected, are begging:

- Auntie, give me money!

- Well, take...

- And me!

- And you - take.

- And me ... and me ... and me.

- Oh, many more as ye!

- I will tell fortunes, beauty, half-price... will tell the truth ... about the fate… what husband will be...

- Do not, Gipsy, I now can tell the future myself. For example, your husband drinks, and after half a year a baby is born. A girl. Beautiful, just like you.

A gypsy was struck dumb and looked at me with a mixture of surprise and disbelief. I got to a point, because it was easy to find this information in her aura. It was all of the different colors and in the light and dark spots. Gypsies usually like to tell fortune of others, but rarely see their own fate. Especially, they do not expect such abilities from the surrounding people of other nationalities.

A prophetess, whose ancestors came from India, looked at me, stood for a while and moved on.

At the traffic light old man with a cane, was running late for the green light.

- Grandpa, I will help you, let's go!

- Thank you, granddaughter! These cars... and my legs do not go...

- Not at all! I wish you health!

- And you, my dear! And I abuse still the youth that heartless...

I cleaned a darkened spot in his aura, whipped up darned several holes. His kidneys and joints particularly affected. He will be surprised today when you do not feel the usual pain!

Two grandmothers-girlfriends in headscarves over 70 years hobbled past me.

I also helped them. Let they believe in miracles of healing before Christmas...

How nice to be like Jesus. I can heal a little, read thoughts. What will happen next? I'll go over the water of Semenovsky Lake? You can laugh, but I wanted this very much! I wanted to stop being ordinary, normal girl who dreams of a promising marriage and a house like a full cup. On the contrary, I longed to be an unusual and abnormal, fly, heal, resurrect, walk on water and turn one into the other, not necessarily the water into wine, I do not really like alcohol. How much do I have to learn, of course, if such training is included in the plans of Oleg and his friends? Maybe not in this life...

Towards evening, as promised, I called my mother, reassured down. I said I'll be back soon.

And I did not disappoint - in half an hour came. The time was about nine in the evening.

Mom was sewing a dress for the New Year in front of TV.

- All is well, my daughter? Did you save the world?

- Not yet, Mom, but be sure I’ll save.

UNEXPECTEDNESS

Mom went to sleep after knowing the schedule of all expected concerts and exhibitions. The apartment was quiet. I too was going to go to bed. The day was rich in new experiences. Soul wanted to flight and the body in contrast required rest.

I went to brush my teeth, opened the bathroom door, and there... Oleg.

I was dumbfounded, but only from unexpectedness. Yet I am a human, and in our world people usually come through the doors, and not through walls. I was still not used to all this sudden materializations.

- Hello! You will get used to it over time.

Here's another miracle – he easily read my thoughts. I can’t hide anything!

- And why hide especially for you?

- Hello, Oleg!

How I missed him, for some effulgent light that emanated from him. And after all only a day has passed. A whole host of feelings and thoughts exploded in my body, banishing sleep. And what will happen if it all suddenly will stop? And if will he disappear?

- In humans there are so many unnecessary "if". Let's live each day as the only one without worrying about the future.

I smiled, nodded and internally relaxed. Of course, he was right as always.

I carefully peered into his face. Finally, I managed to view so close on my magical guest.

A small blush. Tall and slim. Without a mustache and beard, faint traces of bristle - all as at ordinary men of the earth. Narrow nose gives to the face elegance and gentility. Long, straight, blonde hair.

And the main thing on anyone's face - eyes - big enough, almond-shaped, gray-green. Very beautiful eyes.

A look calm, kind, but at the same time, strong and spiritualized, as if he saw something beautiful, invisible to others.

And yet I felt a subtle flavor. What is it, cologne, deodorant? Hardly. Has the perfume industry learned to produce the smell of the air after a thunderstorm and spring forest after the rain? Flower garden and the sea? No, only forgeries. And here I feel it all at once.

Oleg was sitting on the edge of the bath and looked at me.

I strained the inner eye and saw his aura. In it there were significant changes, despite the general beauty and recognizability of the information imprint. Traces of some struggle, confrontation to something. But, rather not on the physical plan, but on the spiritual levels.

Oleg realized that I scan him, and that I caught something.

- Do you feel? Today I had a not easy day. Now it’s the difficult period. The number of awakened people is growing around the planet, and we try to contact with them, or just watch and help, if needed. We visit them in sleeps. With some we come into direct connection.

I blushed. He was talking about me.

- And what are you surprised? You are a rare type of human - kind, fair, honest. And most importantly, you with all your passion seeks to understand the meaning of this world and its existence, which is especially appreciated by us and other inhabitants of the universe.

But I will continue. All this light wave that rolls on your planet the Dark feel very distinctly. They activate, mobilize their forces to repel, prevent us (and you) as ever. We had to rescue so many people from their predatory clutches. I can’t convey you all at once.

- Is it all so seriously?

- The oecumenical struggle between Light and Darkness is so grandiose, that the human consciousness never can cover all of it.

I heard some movement in the room of mom.

- Let's go to my room, my mother goes or to drink or in the toilet.

- Yes, of course.

We quickly slipped into the adjacent room and quietly closed the door. Mom went through the hallway to the bathroom, then returned to herself and did not hear that I was not alone. It was for the best, I did not want to disturb her in vain.

- How it is difficult in our human world. Everywhere there are some prejudices, caution, looking back. - I sighed.

- It is necessary to get rid of it. That's why we came.

In the window with opened curtains the light poured from the moon, seeking to the full moon. It had given to all subjects in the room strange and mystical guise, and made us look as unearthly beings. However, half of it was true.

- Because of such nights I love this planet! - I whispered.

Oleg was thoughtful as never before.

- The Earth - is an amazing place! Planets of this type - it is something special in the sense of gain experience. Just here it’s very hard to work for such as us. We have to make many times more effort.

If you knew how much beauty is in the universe! You should have seen near the giant planets - Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune. The sun is much farther than here, but gets up also the same amazing as here. What colorful fireworks are in the atmosphere! About other star systems I generally prefer to keep silent, because otherwise you now wanted to go there. On this subject we can talk endlessly, but it is better to see once by yourself.

- And I will see?

- All people will see... someday. But now we should do something.

- What should we do?

- Tonight we fly to the journey.

- I'd love to, but was so tired - I admitted, - the body wants to sleep.

- So let it will asleep.

- But how...?

- We will fly in a dream. You go to sleep now, and I'll help to quickly get out of the body using a special technique. And then we will fly. You do not this for the first time, so do not be afraid.

- I'll try...

A NIGHT JOURNEY

I went to bed. Oleg sat beside on the chair. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I was laying and listening to the silence, trying to catch a breath of Oleg, noises and sounds of the night city outside.

And then I felt a wave-memory from the childhood: the road going from school to home through the lovely birch grove. This is probably my favorite road in the world, because it belongs to my childhood.

I heard birds singing, the noise of leaves, saw sunbeams on the pavement and playing children.

And then I saw myself among them. I reached for this little girl - me... and the next moment already was in the dream.

I very clearly felt the moment of transition and understood exactly that was already asleep.

I long wanted to learn lucid dreaming, enthusiastically read Castaneda, tried to practice. But really it has turned out only today.

I looked around and found that there was no the birch grove near, and the kids too. And the sunny day disappeared. Instead, I was floating over the snow-covered road and in front of my eyes there was the window of my room.

The happening so astounded me that I without hesitation rushed into my apartment... and flew through the glass. No special sensations were during this. One might even say that the temporary merger with the substance of silicon, oxygen and aluminum was nice.

On my bed someone was lying and slowly but rhythmically breathing. That was me sleeping, covered with warm camel blanket! Rather, my physical conductor. I've never seen myself from a side so clearly! In the dream, my body looks very different – the mouth opened, the arm hung down from the bed, so weak-willed. I was long soaring over the body, trying to feel the moment and understand what I am and why here now. There was no fear. On the contrary, some powerful inner joy of liberation rolled on me. And how could it be otherwise - because I now knew exactly what we can live without a body, that it basically prevents us, we have to carry it on the ground.

The image of my mother arose.

I flew into the next room - there, on the bed, she was snuffling peacefully.

Sleep, dear. Your daughter crossed not only the threshold of childhood, but all unimaginable thresholds and stages and opened the door to the unknown. I hope I still can to save humanity, and you, and all of us. Well, if not to save, then at least to help by what I can.

For such Samaritan thoughts I was found by the voice of Oleg, who called from somewhere outside, but inside me. I flew through the walls and the doors to his call.

I have appeared back on the street in the arms of the polar night. There the wind was blowing. Looked at myself under the light of lanterns - a new body was a barely visible, transparent cloud. However, the outlines of the human figure remained.

- I'm a ghost! - I smiled inwardly.

I rolled onto my back and saw the Sky!

In my everyday life I have always loved looking at the stars, but had no idea that almost anything and did not see. Now it literally flew open over me and pierced by its majestic beauty. So what are you, my universe!

And then I saw Oleg.

He was soaring at a little distance and the arctic wind blew his face. It was not warm, abut he was happy, as if it was a Mediterranean breeze. He looked at me with a strange smile:

  - The Earth is such a lovely place!

Well, you see, everything turned out, and very quickly, I must say. Leave for the way?

- Let’s fly! - I readily agreed, feeling myself as Margarita. But unlike her, I did not want to become a witch. And we were not going to the ball of Satan, and into a completely different camp - to visit the Light Forces of our planet.

- We will fly to God?

- It depends on what you call by this word, it has many interpretations. The whole universe - is God. And God is a creature of the Higher Worlds, endowed with a variety of abilities.

- Jesus Christ, for example.

- And so did he.

- And does he exist?

- Yes, of course. Do you think that this is another fiction?

- I do not know, yes and no...

- You can even see him. But I warn you, that people have invested in this name too much of what it actually is not.

We rounded the house and turned out over the snow-covered sports ground in the middle of our yard.

Long time ago, designers and builders have put the house in the form of letter “П”. This form has created some quiet haven a little defending from a northern weather. How do I love our cozy patio!

After two days will be December 15, and then be 21 years since I came to this planet and trample her dust.

And then will be Christmas and New Year. In mid-December it is not accepted to decorate the Christmas tree. However, in some windows, I saw glowing decorations - electric candles and glowing figures from glass. And some people still took a chance and hung garlands.

I can’t believe that all this is happening to me and in reality - again I thought. All my life before this I can’t compare with this now.

- And that's just the beginning - thoughts of Oleg echoed.

The wind whistled in the confined space of the yard. It was midnight. Windows gradually were fading. Murmansk fell asleep. And we had to leave for a journey.

Oleg flown up closer to me. His hair flew up and fell down under gusts of wind to the beat with fluttering coat that has become to me so native and familiar. He was visible, and I was transparent, but why?

- Just because you fly in a dream, and I am in reality. This is my dense conductor on this planet, and you're now just a free soul.

- Does nobody see you out of the windows? Those, who does not sleep.

- They would have seen, of course. For flights within the cities I change the structure of my body - increases the percentage of particles of the higher plans. They have more energy, and the body becomes less dense. For the ordinary eyes I now also as a transparent cloud. A haze. And for the clairvoyant, like you, I stay the same, because you do not look with normal vision, and internal. And for the rest of the people I am really now invisible. We don’t need too much attention to us.

- Wow! - I whispered, - as you all thought out. I imagined how someone goes to the window and sees a couple like us soaring over the stadium. It would be a cry of surprise, or a heart attack. I shivered. People are too unaccustomed to miracles.

We soared over the house, flew through it. Then we passed the road where there was no one car, probably because it was on hill, had a dangerous descent and was uncomfortable for motorists.

Then we slid over a small park, rare phenomenon for Murmansk, where it was too cold for plants.

Then we found ourselves over the prospect of Heroes Severomortzev (Northern Sea). Across it still individual machines raced, but trolleybuses and buses were gone.

We were flying along over the highway.

In the sky, above the city the northern lights flared up. Green and crimson flashes blazed. Far away, in the southwest, the not freezing bay sparkled with all lights. Harbor cranes raised their heads like Martians of HG Wells. Dear me, and out of the apartment, I never see them. But we flew just a little...

- Highly, we have soared - I internally stiffened. Yet the dreams with awareness are very different from usual. I was scared of height and still very anxious about my sleeping body left in the room.

Oleg noticed my arising tension.

- Are you scared?

- Yes, a little.

- But you said that nothing is terribly near to me. – The Teacher noticed, but I did not catch the ridicule - It will pass, you get used to it. In the universe the concepts of top and bottom are contingencies. Once upon a time, while you are not born in the body, you were a light cloud, a soul frolicking somewhere in the sky - and Oleg pointed to the sky. – Did you notice that small children are not afraid of anything? This is because they are just from "there" and have not had time to forget how it is – to be there. And then our dense body gradually began to intimidate and confuse us. This process - this is a growing up.

Forget about your physical conduct. You, the soul is main, but not the body. You should dictate to it, but not it commands you. Do you want to see your silver thread?

- I've heard of it? It connects me with the body?

- Yes. Take a look. Do you see whitish winding band, which stretches behind you?

- How amazing! It looks like a trace of a plane, only this does not melt in the air. This is it?

- Yes, it does not allow interrupting your life. But to break it, in fact, is not so easy. Especially if the body is young and just begins to live. So, do not be afraid. I control your thread now. By the way, not many people can leave their bodies on very long time. You'll be able to do this. You will begin to travel in space, at least to fly around the Earth.

So much new information gradually sank into my consciousness. Along with this a feeling of power was growing, hitherto unknown. However, I understood that it is largely restricted by the dream and also by the presence of such unearthly creature like Oleg.

We arrived to Semenovsky Lake, which, as I have always thought, was a place of force in Murmansk. And I saw by new vision that this was true. The Lake glowed in the night, on the subtle planes, like a beautiful flower. The body of water itself and the adjacent forest adopted and emitted energy flows. It stretched, like a giant lotus where each petal was a maelstrom of ether. Now I understood why I was always drawn here – to wander around the neighborhood, or just stand near the water. Not by accident, probably in front of the lake a beautiful white church building stood. The holy abode simultaneously nourished this force and used it. Those who are laid and built a church, perhaps intuitively were aware of this fact.

Above the lake the northern lights shone particularly hard. Peace and bliss descended on me. I looked at Oleg. In his eyes I read that he too felt and understood this all. For the first time in my entire life I was really happy and calm. It turns out that our existence on the Earth nonetheless has some secret meaning, which always eludes us in the hustle and bustle of everyday life and endless problems. Each of us just needs to believe in the possibility of achieving of this condition. And then it will be revealed and no longer be a secret.

Such stream of consciousness suddenly highlighted my mind. As if some floodgates have opened hitherto restrained by my corporeal shell.

I looked up and saw that a beam of light reaches to me from the cosmos.

- A canal has opened, - I said aloud my guess, - the third eye.

- Yes, it is true - as always, quietly my teacher confirmed - you grow and develop, gain an understanding.

- Maybe exactly such states did experience all mystics and saints? - I decided to confirm my guess.

- Yes, and Buddha and Jesus of Nazareth, and Russian saints, and Himalayan mahatmas, and many, many others around the world. You are walking in their footsteps and do not be afraid. Now you have a powerful protection. If I will not help, they will do. They also are looking after humanity and help you with all their strength. They and we need that you will be like us - free and happy.

- How nice to hear all this and realize that it's true!

We were hovering over the city, and I gradually got used to the status of the flight. It was surprisingly good. I wanted it to last forever.

Looking around, I saw that we were all alone. The streets were deserted, except for one or two people who can’t sleep.

Suddenly I noticed everywhere near the ground scurrying shadows. Especially a lot of them were near the houses. Shadows covered them like flies. I looked closely attentive. Many of them had a very unpleasant appearance. Deliquescent, mucoid amoeba.

- Oleg, what are these creatures?

I wanted to be closer to my friend.

- It's dark past of the planet, which is necessary transform. Parasites that draw from you strength, clip the wings and do not let fly.

- How many of them!

- The whole planet is crawling with them.

Then I noticed that more and more of some essences flied out from houses. Their appearance was very similar to...

- These are the people? - I guessed.

- Yes, this is the soul of sleeping people.

- As I am...

- As you are.

But unlike me, they do not fly away far. They were just circling around the houses. Many frolicked in the air as children. Others quietly hovered. Some it seemed did not understand that they could fly, and walked the earth, like ordinary people, constrained by gravity. And also there were those who were just hanging as if they were tired and could not move. And I saw the cause of this "fatigue". Amoeba, which I have dubbed for myself such name, kept them with their tentacles. They sucked energy from human souls. They were clinging like stone and did not give to enjoy life. This was energy vampires! Observing this unpleasant sight, I saw that when the amoeba glued to the soul and began to drink the energy, it changed. It transformed into something else. Its new look was always different. It turned into animals, and into humans, and into plants, and into car, into anything. It was a kaleidoscope of images, like a movie.

It's funny, I thought. Here it is the cause of gray and faded dreams, or of nightmares.

- Oleg, can we nothing to do for them? We will not intervene?

- Do not worry there is a patrol over the houses.

Indeed, a flotilla of colored lights came down from the sky, small glowing spheres, and in the center of each - a shining star. This shining patrol fell to the ground like a starry rain, or more precisely, the starry snow because they were moving quite slowly and smoothly. They covered the houses like a real snow, got inside through the roofs, flew into the windows and doors.

When they appear, I noticed in the behavior of vampires-amoebae interesting changes. It looked like they're scared. Small amoebae rushed in all directions at once, began to squeeze into the walls of houses, immersed in the snow, or just flew away.

But the big monsters of the sleepy world felt themselves much more confident.

- We necessary to tinker with these – my Teacher commented the happening.

I watched as unpleasant amorphous creature grabbed round a transparent figure, the human soul, flying way during the sleep from the dense body. It was evident as it absorbs energy radiated by the soul. At the same time, it turned into... the human, began to look like him. The soul resisted as it could, but it was obvious that it did not have enough strength.

- Right now, at this moment, the human see a nightmare. The subconscious prompts details of sleep. Not necessarily it will be a fight with the monster. But the dream will be unpleasant for sure.

It is for us, outside observers, amoeba all faceless. Did you see how they change when they take away energy?

  - Yes.

- During the contact with the energy they receive information about you. And they try to take the image that is best suited to scare you by your own fears. After all, when we are afraid, we emit so much energy.

- And who are these essences initially? Where from are they on the Earth?

- They are here since ancient times, since the planet was born from solar material. The particles of the astral plan that are in the universe myriads penetrated into it. The planet just attracted them by its gravity. They began to live here, grouped into essences – into these amoebas. But astral always lacks in energy, it is the law of nature. It turns out that they just have to be vampires.

- I even got a little sorry for them, because they do not understand who they are and why here.

- Mostly, yes. They have pretty meaningless existence. They do not exactly have high goals. They almost do not know what is love, only to themselves. Intelligence is very weak. They constantly adapt. Their life is relatively comfortable, but they perceive all as in the darkness, in the eternal twilight. However, they do not care. I think they like their lives, because they do not now others. They love to swim and crawl in the lower streams of the astral of the planet. They hunt for other's energy, because it adds them strength. However, they need passive victims, inexperienced souls. They avoid beings of the higher plans, which are full of energy, and it would seem, should be very interested for them. They understand or just seen by what such contact threatens for them. Look what will follow.

Several stars headed down in the direction of a drama. Even if the amoeba-vampire and saw their approach it though did not hurry to stop its activity. About twelve spheres surrounded the victim and aggressor, and then simultaneously they sent to amoeba their rays of light, as if the very nature was outflowing out of them, but the source did not run low. The body of amoeba began to glow and acquire different colors. Then it began to change its shape, transforming into beautiful bodies - both familiar and unfamiliar. I realized that this is action on the vampire of perceived energy that is at the same time information.

Stars-spheres continued to pump its body by light.

So the creature could not stand and release the human. Especially because it received energy from the stars. Perhaps the amoeba felt itself good, warm and happy as ever.

Suddenly it felt anxiety. Its body continued to ignite stronger, became inflated like a balloon. It grew, grew, and suddenly... wham! It exploded! And it shattered into many pieces, which however were still alive. They have turned into small amoebae and now skedaddle in all directions.

- So that's why the little amoeba-vampires are so afraid of these stars - I thought aloud.

- You're absolutely right. But they can recover and again glued together. You have no idea what a huge vampires we sometimes find. And these act not at the level of individual human units, and parasitize on human organizations and social structures. It’s very difficult to deal with them because they are constantly regenerate themselves.

All energy-vampires shun daylight. It fills them quickly, but also destroys rapidly. And they want to live. Because they hide in the day in different dark places -in the walls of the houses, underground. They love splashes of human emotions and always rush to them. Lowland passions are the most preferred dish for them. Quarrels, conflicts, wars, fighting, crime, all of our sins - that is their habitat.

I heard mini explosions from all sides. Wham! Wham! Wham! This is a work of the Starship Troopers of higher worlds. Vampires-amoeba exploded one after other. And human souls due to ignorance were trapped in the tentacles the same consistently freed and happily shoots up. And others on the contrary were diving into houses – to wake up from a nightmare that ended unexpectedly well.

- I think I've experienced this in a dream. I have a feeling of deja vu. I was also attacked by these amoebae.

- Of course, they try the taste of everyone. Well, almost everyone.

- You mean to say that someone can resist?

- Yes.

- Who?

- You, for example.

- I?!

- Actually, we noticed you by such way for the first time.

- Tell me more.

- Well. Do you see those stars-spheres?

- In fact, when I am not associated with the activity on planets like Earth, my body has a very different view than now. Or more precisely - I am just such balloon of glowing particles of varying quality.

- I've already guessed it...

- Wonderful. In the universe there is an innumerable amount of such space wanderers. But it is now. And once, long ago, there were the individual units. Gradually, there becomes more and more of us. We are the workers of the universe. Our task is to help beings living on different celestial bodies to free from the shackles of gravity of these bodies. But, unfortunately, we can’t help absolutely everyone. If we talk about people, the person has to make steps to meet us. Do you understand? We work primarily with the most evolutionarily advanced. Notice them, first and foremost. And we are waiting for others.

I remember well how two years ago I was patrolling the area where your home is located. It was midnight. As always, we were going down to influence on the dark creatures of the infernal world of the Earth, to paralyze them with our rays, to destroy and if possible to enlighten.

And as always, sleeping souls began to fly out of the houses. And they also as always, were attacked by vampires. We stopped them one by one. And then suddenly we seen, how one soul bravely fought with several monsters and quite successfully. It had enough light to even destroy one itself. Among the souls such level of spiritual energy we find not frequently. Of course we helped it. And this soul took them interesting.

- And that soul was I? - I understood everything already in the middle of the story of my Master.

- Yes, you, - Oleg affectionately smiled at me by eyes.

We slowly flew among the houses, and it would be similar to the usual night walk, if not the fact of the flight. A ghostly figure was mine, and near - quite tangible, human – Oleg’s. Interestingly, how are we looked from the outside? The ghost and the human flying over the streets and talking about something...

All more rarely I heard around us explosions of amoebae. And an increasing number of souls joyfully flew up, soaring and tumbling in the sky, like children rejoiced the freedom and the opportunity to live.

- So, you found me by such way - because I fought bravely with leeches.

- No, we found you thanks to your powerful Light!

We flew past the house where my friend lived, Ira. It seemed to me that one of the liberated souls resembled her. But I was not sure. I never consciously in the dream did not communicate with others. And I decided to try now. I sent her the impulse of love. She felt and stopped her spinning. I realized that she recognized me. I waved by my transparent hand. The soul of the friend stopped for a second, and then also happily waved to me.

Wow! I wonder, will she remember this when she wakes up? And if she will remember, will she understand that met in a dream someone familiar? Hardly... But I should ask, so unobtrusively...

Wind grew stronger, and snow vortices were worn all around us. Despite of my illusory nature I felt the onslaught of the northern climate. This means that the souls of people, as well as all physical bodies, feel an action of the laws of nature. Collecting nuggets of information I was building a vision of the overall picture of this world. It is a pity that none conservative scholar would not believe me...

- And now when amount of amoebae has decreased, what will do your Starship Troopers? Or is this the only task?

- No, we have a lot of work, and to defeat the vampires – this is one small thing. Our main mission is to transmit light to the planet. We are a source of energy-information from the higher spheres. We are channels-conductors. We do not let the inhabitants of the Earth to quietly suffer in the grip of oppression of the Dark Forces. Energy transmitted by us helps us to fight evil. We are creating an aura of goodness around planets. Than it will be thicker, the simpler, easier and freer your life will be. And then, one day, the Earth will open for space!

- Really is it now not open? - I was surprised. - In my opinion, nothing hides the stars from us, we see them...

- It is not the point. The Earth is now closed.

- How interesting and strange.

- You for surely read about the Apocalypse?

- Yes, in the Bible.

- Apocalypse is a revelation in the literal sense. When the planet will be open for the universe, it would be easy for its inhabitants, everything will change. And while it is difficult for you and us.

- And why the planet is not open? What could be simpler - let all come from above, from heaven, and communicate! We are waiting for them so!

- Because there are the Heaven's Gate.

- Something new!

- Only for people. It has always existed since the beginning of the birth of the planet.

- Tell me more.

- It's very simple. The Heaven's Gate - is the protection for the Sky. It is also vulnerable. On Earth there is a lot of evil, and evil wants to gets out into space. It’s closely for it, and it dreams of capturing the entire universe. It can affect the Good, do it like itself. Fortunately, the Good also can do this, but in the opposite direction - it transforms Evil into goodness. And it is stronger.

- How interesting!

- Yes. But if there is a little of Good Evil can win. But for this purpose, Good limits its contacts with Evil. It does not destroy it, it does not communicate. Here is its method of fighting. God does not destroy but turns away the face. Through Heaven's Gate only that someone will pass who has nothing common with selfishness and materialism, anger, and greed, and other sins of people and animals. Now do you understand?

- So that's why we are alone!

- You are not alone. We are of constantly watching you, waiting and help.

- What are you waiting?

- When people will change. When they will become kinder.

Responding, Oleg was looking at me understandingly. His eyes gave me hope.

- It will take a lot of time. Correction of people is not an easy task...

Then I relaxed and looked at the air around me. Stars-spheres were floating around, slipping and flickered like fireflies on a summer night. It was amazing – as if I found myself on another planet! I reached out to one of the Stars. It did not recoiled, and my hand went right through it. And then I felt a warm and pleasant shivers running down the arm and spine.

- This is one of my friends - Oleg nodded toward the glowing sphere.

And then I saw myself as if from the side - a transparent human figure, reminding me in the reality, shimmering and iridescent.

Perhaps, it sees me such, I thought.

Then I saw a general panorama of the terrain of our Leninsky district. It was like a rapid flight over the ground. And then houses and streets - everything began to decrease in size, and I glanced at the Earth from the bird's-eye view. The whole Murmansk simultaneously - band, stretched along the bay. It was a beautiful night city, covered in sparkling lights. Many lights were, if they were alive and were moving - cars. The rest were static - buildings and lanterns.

Then the picture changed, and I found myself in space. It was quiet and very fast flight through the universe. Galaxies flitted on either side. As well as the top and bottom as the landscape outside the window of the train.

Then, in the distance I saw a bright point. It quickly grew into a sphere. The sphere was surrounded by a myriad of smaller balls. All of them shone by all existing colors. The flows of plasma raced toward me. In the course of further approximation smaller balls separated into the galaxies of different sizes. Everywhere there were so many stars that they were perceived like placers of sparkling pearls. And the closer it was, the bigger and bigger the central globe was. Its light was amplified and it filled the whole sky.

I was stunned by the unprecedented cosmic panorama. I had never seen anything like this! The impression was so, as if I myself plunged into the void of space and overcame huge distances. Unimaginably perfect! The life was throbbing all around me in every point in space. And I realized that everything around me is live - every star, every galaxy. And this central sphere also was live, and this is a creature, and not just a star of a gigantic scale. I was shaken to the depths of my nature! If I was now in my physical body, it is likely I cried with delight. But my body was asleep somewhere in the bed. And a transparent cloud, that I now was, did not produce tears. But it, i.e. I could be happy. And I was happy!

And then it stopped. I again saw around me the earthly landscape.

- What was that? 

- My friend showed you the central cosmic body. From there we arrived to the Earth to carry out our mission.

- I'm impressed!

- I also was amazed once upon a time when I saw it for the first time.

- So you're not from there?

- We can assume, all of us are from there. All substance of stars and planets - all this was thrown from the depths of the Central Star. But if you talk about me, as a being, which once became a defender of the universe, then yes, I'm not from there.

- And where are you from?

Oleg enigmatically smiled.

- Let's just say, we're related.

- But you're not from Earth...

Again the smile. And there is no exact answer.

- And besides the earth, doe the life exist on other planets?

- Life is everywhere. In different variations. For example, on the giant planets. But there it is a little different from earthly.

- Oh! – I could only exclaim.

- Yes, but there everything is more rarefied, hotter and engorged by energy initially. We did not there have to face such gravity complexities as on the Earth. Your scientists have misconception about space physics and about your planet too. This is a very interesting theme, and we'll talk about it and more than once.

At this moment a blazing star of violet color flew up from my hand, like a spaceship from the launch pad, and carried away with an air swirl in the night sky. There are thousands of other fireflies were circling in a magical dance. On farewell my guest sent me an impulse, full of love and joy. I retained it inside myself.

- You got a present from it.

- What is it?

- You're for it now an especial person. It now will be watching you and help, as I do. You can contact it using this saved image.

- And has it a body like yours?

- We all can create and take the form of what we want. However for flights and travel a sphere is more convenient.

- What an amazing, magical night is today! You are giving me so many miracles. The day after tomorrow I will be 21 years old, and the best gift I could not imagine.

I said it, but at the same time I felt that everything connected with human joys became to interest me much less than before. As if a taste to the usual passions and pleasures faded in me. And this birthday – like it is not mine, but someone's. Just a devoir - to please my mother and friends.

- All right, so it should be. New information, more important, overshadowed the old. Earthly Eastern wisdom knows about this condition very much. This is called – to pass the Portal or Gates of Initiation.

- And where is this portal?

- In Heaven.

- Literally or a metaphor?

- And then, and more. Think about it afterwards. This is one of the major mysteries of the universe.

- Even so? And can you yourself tell me everything?

- I am pleased to do, but can’t. You have to understand it yourself. It can be considered as a test of the willingness to go to the next level.

- The level of what?

- Consciousness, Existence.

- What if I fail?

- You will succeed... sooner or later you can.

- Well, I will not ask any more about it. Well, and what we are waiting for now?

- And what would you like? Well, the tomorrow-birthday-girl, wish with all your heart. We can fly and to the moon, it's not very far - my companion joked lightly, but I knew that for sure, and it is possible.

However, I still really needed time to better familiarize with new information and new opportunities. And a small fear of height was still present here, at least, when I thought about the possibility of flying beyond the Earth's atmosphere. I was still a child of the earth! This planet for me was like a cradle for a baby.

- No, I do not want to leave the Earth. Not today. Maybe later... But the desire I have... treasured.

- Command! - Oleg was playing a character from children's fairy tales, all-powerful genie concluded before in the bottle or lamp.

- Once upon a time, my parents and I spent a lot of time on Tuloma. We drove down there every weekend. Dad had a speedboat with a good motor, and we swam in the warm seasons far, forty-fifty kilometers from the city. That was beautiful days and wonderful places. But then the boat was burned along with the garage and our trip ended. Here it was my desire - to go there again. I want to remember my childhood and adolescence, and fly to the river.

- It is very simple - said Oleg. He smiled.

Perhaps it really was a very simple desire.

TULOMA

I was delighted!

- And how will we fly? As before? Tuloma is not close.

- You're right, now we change the style. Approaching me.

I was near Oleg.

- Even closer.

- More?

- Yes, as close as possible.

- Well.

And I literally plunged my transparent body into the body of my companion. I had felt it as a single whole, were listening to the heartbeat, the rustle of expanding and compressible pulmonary bellows. Even the muscles as it turned out had their own sound - easy electric crackle. The sound, which went from the head, was like the drone of the sea - a distant and powerful. The only thing that I did not hear - there were no signs of peristalsis. His intestine was silent, and it was very unusual.

I wanted to be his part and do not leave forever. The desire was very strong. Maybe somewhere and someday it will be possible? But not on the Earth. Here everything except suffering is possible only with difficulty. What a preposterous planet! But still, it is so beautiful!

- Are you ready, Anastasia?

- I do not know. I think so.

- Then let's go!

And I felt that some strong energy field enveloped me. Apparently, it was generated by the organism of my mentor. This field revolved around us like a funnel or vortex, but it did not interfere to see all around. When the rotation of energy flow was very strong, we climbed high above the Semenovsky Lake. And then we suddenly flew. Yes, we just raced at an incredible speed!

Port, lights, lights, houses, streets, lights again - this all was running away before my eyes as a single tape somewhere at the bottom. Bay, ships, cranes and houses again - we raced through the black fairy night somewhere at the height of rare clouds that seemed grayish spots on a background of the star darkness of the sky.

City slept beneath us, and we flew farther and farther to the south-west. And then I saw huge gaps of forest-tundra covered by snow. It seemed to me while I was resting as in a cocoon, in the body of Oleg, that I see wild animals - reindeer and wolves, hares and squirrels. Red fox freezes from the cold in burrow. Crows and magpies get in packs. And here Bruin Bear is sleeping in his den. Sleep until spring, do not wake up.

All my love to the North and its open spaces that lived in me earlier woke up with a new strength. I felt unbearably sorry for millions of living creatures, large and small, plants and animals, mercilessly freezing in the snow, in the wind, in this dark polar night. Of course, centuries and millennia of evolution adapted them to such conditions. However, fitness does not necessarily mean comfort. Cold this is cold. They have not central heating, as we have. How strong should it be the will to live, even so strong frosts were not a hindrance to this! But there is always hope. Probably and at beasts. The hope for the best, for example, for a thaw...

I noticed how quickly we passed the way from one end of Murmansk to another, and then to Murmashy. And here before us there was a majestic sight - enigmatic and mysterious river of Arctic - Tuloma.

The river of my youth. A wide ribbon, now constrained by ice, and therefore snow-white. It slides between the hills heading to the Barents Sea, and then to the Arctic Ocean. Harsh, cold waters, they are now flowing under the ice. And there river inhabitants sleep. Whitefish, perch, burbot, trout - we fished with my father the first three.

- Flew further, still 30 kilometers, - I said.

Oleg understood everything and it was not necessary to persuade him.

- Childhood memories?

- Most likely of youth.

I spent so much time here when I was a teenager, and after school too. In general, summer and fall. How much of blueberries we gathered, cowberries, cloudberries and cranberries! And of mushrooms! These pantries fed us every long winter, year after year, without demanding anything in return – only just to we were coming here. It seemed to me that everything is live here, and it loves us. And I loved in return. I loved to wander between the low trees and talk to them - sometimes quietly aloud, sometimes mentally. And they noded by their heads and hands-branches.

And now I'm here again.

- Oleg, let's stop.

I came out of the protective field of my companion and flew by myself.

Darkness, snow, gleaming in the light of the moon, which appeared and disappeared between the ragged clouds, quickly flying by in the sky. And the forest - pines, firs, birches and aspens. And all this noise, swaying in the wind. Some rustles, groans, squeaks, sometimes crackles. But all this is not often and not loudly. And this all is united by a deep silence, filling every inch of space. Silence, despite the sounds. It's hard to explain. Silence astral and mental. City, the people living in it, generate lots of thoughts and feelings. Every moment. These human emanations live by their lives, barely separated from the source.

And yet - the people themselves - the object of high interest from all sorts of creatures. All this mishmash creates that strange noise of city, even if it is asleep and there are no cars. This is a noise of thoughts and feelings.

And in the woods there is a real silence.

Trees also can feel. But their feelings are clean and simple. They are quiet and peaceful, unlike the violent, human. Exactly in the woods I always slept well and it was easy to think.

In winter, we came to Tuloma or on fishing, or on a ski trip. We drove with my father. Mom does not like the cold, so she rarely joined.

- Thank you, it's a real gift. I always wanted to come here, but alone was afraid to go.

My teacher smiled, but a little sad.

- For you, for people, memories mean so much. Especially childhood memories. Sometimes you just live by them.

- And what's wrong with that? - I was surprised.

- That they do not allow you to move on. Who is so attached to the past, will not see the future, and will miss the moment. Live now, live each moment as if it was your last.

He was right, I thought. But how I don’t want to part with my childhood.

- You do not. It will always be in you and with you. But it will not pull towards itself, and will just quietly present as a beautiful recollection, which is repeated again and again, from life to life. After all, people are constantly being reborn.

And yet - this river is not the only one on the Earth. There are a myriad of other equally beautiful. You just have not seen all that there is on the planet. So much beauty lives next to people and wait when they forget about their petty problems and concerns and become as little children to enjoy life and love it all - simply and artless.

- You see, you say "as children"... So I'm not vain remembered my childhood love for this river and asked to take me here!

- Yes and no. I mean no personal memories of childhood each of you, and unclaimed children's ability to love and enjoy, without demanding anything in return.

- Yes, I think I understand what you mean. But do you think people will be able to? Are they ready?

- They will be able sooner or later. Humanity has a lot of not open gifts. And the most valuable among them is the gift of love.

- You say so good... I want to believe that all this is true.

- It's true.

White drifting snow traveled along the snowy river. Absolute silence in thoughts and feelings. Kind trees. Invisible forest dwellers. Dormant fish under the ice. Wind, walking in the tops. Beauty and silence by arrow pierced my mind and gave hope for the coming revival and rebirth of the lost humanity.

The moon scrabbled the way of light and called into the distance. And I looked at it and reveled in purity. Never in my life I have seen our satellite more clearly than now. All the seas of the moon - are low, and therefore darker areas, now imprinted with particular sharpness in me, as if it were the first time.

We live next to it, see regularly, and do not feel proper amazement! Why?!

Looking at the sky full of all kinds of celestial bodies - stars, galaxies, planets, moons – a human simply must experience the shock of this. Shock and epiphany! We live on a piece of matter, called by us the planet! During the day in the sky other piece of matter shines, called the Sun. Where this all came from?!

- That's it! Finally, a desire to understand the sense begins to penetrate to depths! I was expecting this!

- I feel that in me takes some inner transformation. As if a soft wave - it moves, heats everything in its path. Everything in me is melting like snow in spring. Everything is changing. Old things no longer seem the same.

- This is the process of initiation, and it is not yet complete. On the contrary, in the very beginning.

- And what will become of me then?

- All will be. Eternity. Knowledge. Love. Force. Everything and nothing. Just live. The time will come - you'll know.

It was surprisingly easy to me. I could soar so here day and night, forgetting about time and space.

Time...

I thought about it. Yet it exists. And on the Earth its factor especially brusque in relation to people and their dreams. Work, study, and do not you dare be late! What a cruel and wasteful our world is. We do not have the time because we spend it wrong. How much aimless work.

- I wonder what time is it? Maybe it’s time to go back to bed? - I still decided to attend to voice my question.

- We have time yet. Now 6am. And your mom is still asleep.

Whence he knows everything? And I again looked at my companion with admiration and respect.

Oleg read my new thought. In response to it this amazing beautiful blonde smiled softly and quietly. Definitely, it was not a Hollywood grin.

- My mom usually gets up at 8 am or so.

- We'll be back to her awakening.

- Yes, I would. If I sleep too long, she will begin to wake me up. I would not want to scare her so that she will not be able to wake me.

- Everything will be okay.

- I want to thank you for this gift - for the travel here. My soul is kept warm by childhood memories of which I had dreamed long ago. Where do we go now?

- Well, if you're ready to come back, let’s by the usual, not accelerated flight return to the city. And you come back on time.

THE GIRL

   

Saying goodbye to the forest and the river, we started the return journey. Reaching Murmansk we slowly sailed along the streets. Gradually, amount of cars and people was growing on the roads. Of course, today was Sunday, and people still luxuriated in their beds, sleeping off for a week ahead. The number of trolleybuses and buses was also less than usual. The polar city slowly was waking up. During the night the hoarfrost covered everything – trees, wires, cars and even the walls of houses. It was mesmerizing. The sky had cleared, and stars twinkled in its almost black blue.

We overcame more than half way and were in the area of ​​the store "Electron", moving above the roadway. And then suddenly Oleg stopped. Me too. It seemed that my companion intensively peered into something within him, or listened attentively to something.

- What happened?

It's like he did not hear my question. A moment later he woke up and looked at me. I did not like that look. A worried look.

  - What's going on?

- Nastya, we have a problem. I do not want to scare you, but...

- But...? Tell me please, do not delay! Something in my house? - I guessed.

- Yes.

- Something's wrong with my mom? - I inwardly shuddered.

- Relax. Everything in order with her now.

- Now? But something may happen?

- In your apartment there is a fire... – Oleg opened the cause of the anxiety.

- Oh, God! - Horror for a moment deprived me of self-control, and I rushed forward, eager to get home soon. I flew few tens of meters, when Oleg caught up with me and asked to stop.

- Nastya, wait!

- No, Oleg, do not ask, there my mom!!

- My friends now are solving this problem. And you're too far away from the apartment.

- But at least I will wake up in the body and will help my mother to get out of the house. - I panicked. - How strong is the fire?

- Not very strong. Wiring fired up. It's the Dark took advantage of our journey and that we are slightly weakened attention, just for a bit. Well, but my friends are already there!

- And what can they do?! Can they extinguish the fire? Or pulled out our sleeping bodies on the street?

- This is one of the options. - Oleg gently chided me.

- I'm scared.

- Let's do so. Now you stay here. Find some quiet place and wait for me. You need a repose to not tear the thread of life. Good?

- Maybe I'm better with you? I'm very excited!

- No, not better. If you will fly with me, then you'll be like a stone, and I need speed. You'd better stay here and wait. As soon as I know the news, I'll return. I do not want to scare you, but in this world anything can happen. Remember that death - it's not the end of existence, but rather the beginning.

- But I do not want to die!

- This is an extreme variant. I hope that everything will be good.

I'm wilted. Oleg looked at me and then disappeared. He flew away to my home with incredible speed. It is obvious that the particles of his body could move much faster than photons of light. Einstein, you are wrong.

Our discussion – should I fly or not - lasted a second, because we talked, as before, mentally.

I soared upward and then flew down on the roof of a house. Below me scurrying cars and people, and I just sat, watched and tried to tune in to the image of Oleg, in order to understand what is going on in my apartment.

Despite all my efforts, I felt only a general information background. Apparently, as a clairvoyant I was still very weak and inexperienced. It seemed to me that the time has stopped, and the agonizing suspense hugged me with its heavy wings.

In the world people have phones though, I complained to myself. And here - well, there is a full emptiness! Wow, what a journey I had... And if my body was burned out? And I'm already dead? I imagined myself in a coffin dead, cold and frozen. Oddly enough, but these thoughts brought me unexpected inner peace. If all the worst is behind us, why should I fear anything?!

This sudden revelation freed me from the suffocating fear. I felt a long-awaited quiet!

And the heavens, it turns out, are very close! I like a little girl freeing from the anxiety in my head, was sitting on the roof and chatted with my transparent legs. A little more, I thought, and I will start to jump on one leg. No one sees me, this is the first. And the second is - and why not? And this "why not" is more important.

And then I felt close to me a mental impulse. I was not alone! I hurried about "no one sees".

Oleg?

I looked to the right by my energetic glance where from a flow of ethereal waves was moving. It was not... Oleg. It was... another soul. A ghostly figure, resembling by its appearance a young woman, was sitting on the roof not far from me.

- Hi! - I sent an impulse to her.

- Hi! – The stranger replied.

She was clearly different from the rest of human souls I have ever met and which are just sleeping. Imagine a young beautiful girl. Maybe a painter sitting on the coast and gazing dreamily into the distance beyond the horizon. That's how she looked, my neighbor on the roof. A beautiful girl. Only she was transparent like water or ice. Colored electric waves of lights were running through her body.

The girl turned her wistful eyes at me and asked:

- You're new?

- New? - I did not understand.

- Did you just recently here? – The girl continued.

- You mean I recently fell asleep?

- No. I want to say - died.

- Died?

Wow, this is my first contact with a dead soul! So that's how it happens! I so much read about encounters with ghosts walking around after death and frightening the living. Reality surprised me - no fear. All was calm and even sublime, if we consider the refined appearance of my new friend. No moans, frightening screams and chilling horror. They are just like us, just without the dense body.

- So you're dead?

  - Well, yes. Look, can you see my thread of life?

Oh, I somehow forgot about this powerful thread.

- Here, look - she pointed to her heart area - a shiny, pearl harness had to go out from here.

I looked up and made sure - it was not.

Then she pointed at my heart.

- And yours does not... - and she broke off - …yours exists.

Yes, my thread so far was in its place.

- So, it turns out you're still alive?

- Yes, as you can see.

- Are you sleeping?

- Yes, I am…

- And I’m just going to ask you how you passed away. And you are still very alive.

My stranger continued:

- Do not think that I am very saddened by my death and I envy you. You know, I even like to be dead! And I am not just like it – it’s a true paradise! Such freedom! Do not you think? Do you feel the same? Freedom! - She got up and stood on the very edge of the roof and shouted down loudly and joyfully: - Freedom! This is true freedom!! People, can you hear me?! Do not be afraid to die! It's so good!

She screamed. I heard this sound. But she has not a throat or mouth, her body only ethereal mirage. She was not even breathing – where from is the sound? She emitted energy impulses - that it was her joyful cry. People, naturally, did not hear it. Maybe especially thin artistic natures could feel something. So her calls for freedom go unnoticed by any of the pedestrians hurrying about their business in a frosty morning. However, perhaps this her thought somehow affects the overall aura of the city. And some poet, an artist or a musician today especially will want to fly!

I, too, looked down with her:

- They do not hear you. But some of them, it seems…feel.

- I don’t care!

- And you're a rebel! - I said.

- Yes, I like this! I do not like when somebody force me! By the way, what's your name in the ordinary world?

- Nastya.

- A beautiful name. Anastasia. It has a lot of mysticism. And I'm Marina.

- Marina. Sea. Your name is among my favorites.

- Yes, but it was during the earthly life. And here it is not so. I pronounce my name, and it's like an echo of a past, no more. With me it was or was not with me. My name or not my... There are so many events, so much energy every moment that somehow quickly everything is erased. And I am not exactly Marina.

- Everything is so weird! - I confirmed her thoughts - At the beginning of this week I had no idea that in the end of it I will learn to consciously leave my body. You know, one person helps me. In general, he is not a person. He said that he had come from outer space. Do you believe me?

- And you've still ask me? Nastya, I'm a ghost! I now believe in all. And I love this life. I as if constantly blown by the wind - a strong, then weak, then warm, then cold. But it always carries freshness. All my life I dreamed of something like that! I wanted to go on a cruise, to stand on the deck and feel the wind. It did not happen... And now it has turned out after the death... Do you want to tell how and why you died?

- It was interesting for me from the very beginning, but I was embarrassed to ask.

- Understand, in this world where we are now, it is not necessary to be ashamed of. Be-open! We have nothing more to hide. All that stuff was left in the earthly past.

- Yes, but I am not dead yet, have you forgotten?

- There is no difference. You're a different and will not be former, I see it! You will never live blindly - to go to college or to work, eat, sleep, watch TV and poorly understand that you live. You woke up and no turning back. That's it!

Marina has moved closer to me, and we fell silent. But it was not the silence that separates, but rather something that unites the souls into a single entity, dissolves all in all.

And here we are, two ghostly girls, already merged by consciousnesses, were sitting side by side on the roof of the building, although rather not were sitting and just hanging over it, barely touching the surface. Before us – the shop "Electron". Below, beneath us, where the road there were the sounds of honking cars and endless rustle of tires rubbing on the snow on the roadway. The physical city lived by its life far from ours, but still close to us, because we were in it, and therefore intersected. But we dropped out of its mechanism, my friend forever or for a long time, and I... I do not know yet. It depends on what news Oleg will bring.

Whatever would be, I'm not scared. I liked so much to travel as an easy cloud that I don’t want into this dense prison. How quickly you get used to the good!

But if I'm still alive, I'll be glad of it not less. I really wanted to see my mom and dad (how I love them). And still a habit remained – to walk on solid ground underfoot. And yet there was something. This something, whose origins I did not realize, drawn me to continue to live.

Through the ethereal profile of my friend, I watched the flickering lights of cars. In the sky a disc of the moon was shining. The sounds were amplified by the frosty air. And it transformed the light into the vertical pillars. I remembered how I loved to listen, lying under a warm blanket on a weekend morning, the sound of howler over the bay and yet strengthened by frost. Now I too felt the cold, but it did not prevent me, did not hinder movements, did not cause a desire to get into a warm place. In myself, it seemed, there was a source of heat, not allowing me to freeze. And when I am in a physical body, a dense body takes away this my fever.

So we rested on the roof, contemplating the reality for quite some time. I completely forgot about the time. It seems to have stopped. Just I should not have to hurry to keep within 24 hours and do all my affairs.

- Marina, why did you die?

- You know, you asked the right question - not how, and why - this is more important. “How” is a consequence, and the reason is in the "why." Why do people stop clinging to life? Consciously or unconsciously decided to leave this world. I will answer. I just could not find a tangible point in the existence. All my life recently was somehow wrong. In November, I was 26. Parents died, 6 years without them. I have not sisters or brothers. Friends were, of course. I never married, though, a beloved man was. And the work of the manager in a construction company completely stopped to warm me, despite a decent income - that is, money can’t buy happiness. Recent years, longing fell upon me. Depression. Besides my boyfriend, I did not enjoy. But and here the cat ran, we began to swear, more and more often. Perhaps I myself attracted to me what had happened.

- What had happened?

- I've bought myself two years ago a great car, Volvo, silver. We celebrated on a Friday night at work. By the way, my birthday was celebrated... I drove home. And now, you know yourself, then thaw, then freeze. Ice on the roads. On the descent, with slides, I unable to cope with the brakes. The most banal explanation for the accident in the police reports - lost control. The result – I collided with a truck that was driving ahead. The last thing I remember from the life - bump and burning pain in the chest. And darkness...

- Oh! And then what?

- And then it gradually began to lighten. But not because the sun was rising. The evening was, and the polar night, nothing sun... And then I found myself in some kind of dream. You know, I thought I was dreaming. And then... and then I saw my poor body, pinned in the mangled car. And around - doctors, the police, the MES. And then I realized that I did not sleep.

- Wow - I whispered, captured by the realness of Marina’s memories. Vivid images succeeded each other, and I saw everything as if with my own eyes. - And what happened to you after?

- I just hung in the air and observed what was happening. As a cloud. And looked and looked... until everything was cleaned and removed and the body was taken away. It seemed to me that I have ceased to exist. Such loneliness! Mitya came, cried. I wanted to touched him, hug. I was flying around him, but to no avail - he did not see and did not feel me. How much time I spent there, I do not remember. But then something happened!

- Something?

- Yes. I was saved. An angel appeared. More precisely, the angels. They have helped me. What exactly they did to me, I do not know, but I felt better. Earthly experiences began to retreat and as if the heavens opened. Or maybe they really opened up! I began to hear the music - heavenly. Some beautiful chords. Even now I can hear it... - Marina paused, listening. - Did you hear?

  I also stopped. I perceived the city, but music... No, for me music was not there.

I shook my head.

- Strange. Maybe it's because you are live...

- Maybe.

We were silent.

- And how they looked, these angels? - I broke the silence.

- They had not wings. Just glowing spheres.

I recognize my new friends in this description.

- These are my friends. Or maybe not my specific, there are a lot of them. They helped me a lot. Ever since I am with them, everything is different...

- They're angels! If not they... I was just a clot of snotty energy, pitying myself. And they helped me to leave the ground and showed a new life, opened up the horizon. You know, they said that the Earth ever will not be, can you imagine! Lots of interesting things they said while soothed. And they calmed me! Absolutely! Then I began to fly with them everywhere, traveled the world. I climbed into the upper layers of the atmosphere - how it is beautiful! But I can’t fly far away - there's a lot of energy, I have to get used to.

I died by earthly standards, recently. About a month ago, count yourself. But it seems to me that it has been months or even years. Here, I don’t notice the time, do not you?

- Yes, as in the tale of the Snow Queen, where Gerda went to sleep in the house of the old woman.

- Here, all is different. I barely know you, but it seems to me that you are my closest friend. Here there is no hypocrisy - all thoughts and feelings are bared.

- You've seen those faceless creatures that torment the souls at night? - I have recalled the night adventures.

- Oh, those - Marina waved her ghostly hand - I met with them immediately. They surrounded me like fish a worm. Everyone was trying to touch. But as soon as there were angels, they flew away.

- And have you meet other dead souls?

- A lot. People die. I decided that you are such. You are very unusual!

- An angel helps me, Oleg, do you remember, I was talking about him?

- I would like that with me during life was something like this. I did not make so many mistakes...

- Now what will you do? You will live on the Earth as a ghost? - I asked.

- Why not? I love it. I will do what I want - to fly, to watch, to communicate. To eat, drink, sleep, work from 8 to 17 five or even six days a week, I do not need to - my companion smiled. - Maybe someday I will pick up a new body. But it will not be soon. I still do not enjoy the freedom.

I was imbued with the history of girlfriend, with all her words. And then I took her hand with my transparent disembodied hand and said:

- I do not know how a destiny of my future will be. Maybe I will live on, and maybe will die today. Remember me, and I will you. And let's meet again later.

- Of course, Anastasia. I remember you very well, and, in any case, I will find. Are you now going somewhere? We are so good together here.

- I'm waiting news from Oleg. And I have a feeling that they will be soon.

We were silent, just sat and enjoyed the moment - life, the noise of the city, the wind. And then I heard inside a mental call. It was Oleg. And he was looking for me.

If I had a heart in this body, it would excitedly beat. I sent back the impulse. Marina noticed that with me something happens.

- What's the matter?

- My companion is back!

- Oh!

A call again, more distinct, perhaps, he is coming. I again replied. Oleg was looking for me like a lighthouse.

And then, finally, on the roof, next to us, I saw a familiar glowing haze. The air trembled and in this place, like a photograph, the contours of my friend appeared. I ran to him and hugged.

- Well, what is there?

Oleg looked neither tired nor worried. As always, friendly, with a pleasant smile on a beautiful, peaceful face.

- What news have you brought?

- We decided to your problem.

- My mother is still alive?

- Yes. And you are, too.

Oleg attentively stared at me - probably he was scanning my condition.

- And you, in my opinion, much more laid back than it was when I left you. And you're not alone...

- This is Marina.

- Hello! – Oleg smiled to Marina

- Well, hello, angel! Nastya, he's great!

An information channel arisen between them. Oleg connected to her, and a couple of minutes they communicate with each other directly. Then connection was interrupted.

- Of course. Marina, thank you for your help.

- Marina helped me too – I added.

- How I love you! - Oleg put his arms around our shoulders, and so we were soaring in the air above the roof - a strange trio.

When we finally enjoyed by our unity, I recalled about my mom and the apartment.

- Maybe back home? I want to know how it’s there.

- Well, let’s flew.

I looked at Marina:

- I'll see you later. Look for me by the energy signal.

- Nastya, I will find you. And you do not forget me.

I hugged her. And then we united with Oleg, as before, for a quick flight. I entered into his body, merged to the limit. A special force field was formed around us. All began to shimmer and vibrate, and then we raced forward. If we to Tuloma reached so fast, up to my apartment still faster.

Pandemonium reigned near my house... but there were no people. There were not fire trucks and ambulances, so usual in such cases. Everything was quiet and peaceful. But here on the subtle plans - wow! How many of shining spheres! Or angels, as they are called by Marina.

- They did all the work, - Oleg nodded at me.

- Despite the fact that I was no longer worried about my life, or more precisely, almost not worried, the mother's was very excited me. So I immediately rushed through the walls into my apartment. Oleg followed me.

I was surprised - traces of fire almost were not.

- And where was burning? - I turned to my companion.

- It was the closure of the wiring in the bathroom. We appeared in time.

And then I felt not a strong smell of burning insulation, coming from the bathroom.

I rushed into the room of parents.

What's this? Her bed is empty!

- Where's Mom? – I stared amazedly on my friend.

- She's safe - he assured me.

- But where is safe?

- Do not worry...

I flew to my room. And already guessed that there will see, or rather, what will not see. Sleeping I was not there either...

- How am I going to be? - The situation was strange. – Into what should  I wake up? The body is absent.

From the absurdity of what is happening, I laughed. The night adventure was continued.

- You have them moved somewhere?

- I had to. We did not want to risk it. We are not aware of all plans of the Dark.

- But my mother really all right?

- Yes. And now we will just go to her... and to you.

- Actually, I like to be without the body. Can I stay longer?

- Unfortunately, you can’t leave unprepared body for a very long time, or the tissues and organs destructively change. If you want to be absent longer it is necessary to train the body. Over time you will learn. In addition to the physiological changes there are other dangers - the seizure by dark entities. While you're with us, you are not at risk. But you'd better not.

We slipped out of the apartment.

- And what will be with my apartment until we will be out?

- Nothing will be, and no one will know that you are absent. Call to your father and friends, say that on vacation. Actually, the way it is. Nastya...are you ready?

- Yes.

- Let’s leave for the way!

FLIGHT TO THE SOUTH

The familiar ritual of reunification of our bodies. I feel the thoughts of Oleg, and he mine. He loves me. But not as a girl, and as the soul. I have to get used to it and would not want a purely human relations. Otherwise... Otherwise, I'll stay the same Nastya Snow. But I want to be something more - the space wanderer, the MES of universal scale.

Such thoughts like sparks flashed in my mind. I felt that he perceives it. And I felt his joy because he likes the way I think. Maybe I'm on the right road...?

And then the familiar vortex of energy field swirled around us, fused together, and we quickly began to rise. My yard went down with the awakened by this time inhabitants of the house. It was around noon, but the sky was not particularly cleared, remaining dark blue. East blazing crimson, and the horizon was covered with red and pink clouds. The Sun remained somewhere under the horizon. Again I was amazed the beauty of the North. But my friend did not give me a lot of time. We climbed higher and higher. And then rushed with great speed somewhere to the south. Murmansk lights melted with at incredible speed. We flew over the Kola Peninsula. Vast expanses of tundra were lying under us, ice-bound lakes.

Then the landscape began to change - we turned out over a live, white-green blanket of Karelian forests.

We entered into the zone of middle belt. We were flying over Moscow and Moscow region, laying in the heart of Russia like a giant octopus - a symbol of the state and government.

But we did not stop and raced in the cold winter air further.

I wonder where are we flying? On this thought immediately the reply of Oleg came - where is safe, to friends. There was no sense to continue asking. Why, if we move so quickly. Soon I will know everything.

We moved closer to the south and the air became gradually warmer. Forests covered with crystals of oxygen and hydrogen, which we colloquially call the water, were increasingly interspersed with areas free of them. Ice on rivers and lakes became thinner. And then water mirrors appeared, shining in the sun.

To see the Earth from the bird's-eye view - it is will surprise nobody. Such photographs and video films in the world there is a great many. And even the view of the Earth from a satellite. But one thing - to watch a movie and the other - to fly myself and see the planet as on a palm, and not through the lens of someone's camera.

Until now I did not know what life is. A real life begins with the flight. Who did not fly, not lived. Definitely, this is the case.

I did not know how much time had gone since we left Murmansk. It seemed to me not more than a few minutes. The speed was incredible. I guess that I with my thin, but still very heavy for the spiritual world body greatly braked my heavenly friend. Without me, without a doubt, he would fly even faster.

Below us there arisen and ran away the cities, similar to drops of a colored substance that fell to the earth's surface. And there were people - sweet, kind, and sometimes evil. But evil not specifically and due to fatigue. Due to fatigue to survive in this strange world created by that whom we call God, but do not know and do not understand.

How to liberate these people, I thought. How they would be glad, if they have learned to travel by such way. By their desire they could leave the bodies and then return again. Then, certainly, most of them would refuse expensive and dangerous journeys on transport. They would fly where they want. No borders, no restrictions, no luggage, no money! Only freedom and joy of flight, without fear or absurd restrictions.

- You see the future of humanity – The thoughts of Oleg echoed in me. - Someday it will be. Imagine, and in fact most of the inhabitants of the universe now live that way – freely travel in space. This is only for Earth-like planets it is difficult to develop this way.

- But why? - I was not clear for me. It seemed unfair.

- In vain think so. It is the same to be angry at the law of gravity. It should just be taken into account and do not get mad that it is. Understand, it all depends on the properties of the physical basis. This planet is initially poor by energy. The smaller the body, the weaker it is heated. The more - the easier it is to work with it. The structure of big planets is other. It is fluid. The substance is easily destroyed and mobile. Their inhabitants are not afraid of new energies. And the Earth is a different matter. Any strong energy scares earthlings, because it destroys the physical. Therefore, to saturate the planet by higher energies – is a long and complicated process. But the most interesting. Because the life of dense planets is full of dramas of deaths and birth. Only here you can learn in their entirety a bitter of loss and parting. Where is a lot of energy, these feelings do not exist in such strong form.

- But whom is all this necessary? What is all this? If the space - it is God, and it is experimenting with itself, then why is it doing this?

- Nastya, you're the clear head!

- Why?

- You have asked the most important question in the universe.

- Yes? Thank you for rating. But what is the answer to this important question?

- The answer exists.

- And...?

- And I do not know it...

- Wow! How so? You and your friends – are you not perfect and not omniscient?

- There are still more omniscient.

- For example?

- Nastya, you are only at the beginning of the process of cognition. There are so many mysteries of the universe... You know, we even have the view that the universe was created and exists specifically for this purpose - to produce new secrets. The main task of this Something - to maintain the level of puzzles at a consistently high level.

- Eternal maze?

- It turns out that it’s so. However, this is just one of our assumptions. We do not know the exact answer. But while we are looking for it, there is a mystery, and this confirms our hypothesis.

Oleg chuckled slightly. It was the first time I saw on his face a purely human reaction. It is usually very calm and tranquil. Apparently, he could not understand this unresolved issue. So, and he does not have the absolute omniscience?

This conclusion and pleased me, and surprised, and made sad. All together. Joyfully because and such creatures as he continues to evolve. And so I have a chance.

And the sadness of awareness that I will not be able to get from him answers for all questions.

And as always, in these situations, I calmed myself with the thought that the universe exists. And this is important. And if it is, there must be the answers to all of its mysteries. And one day all will be revealed...

And our flight, meanwhile, was continuing. Our conversation flowed within us, and it was not slowed the movement. Here's one of the advantages of living outside the body. Talk to anyone, anytime. At people it’s in another way. Because of talking on the phone while driving you can be fined.

We passed the Crimean coast, and now raced above the waves of the Black Sea. Of course, it is not black, it’s usual, blue, brilliant, all in white curly foams. Incredible sight. The blue of the water reflects the blue of the sky!

And here before us there is the opposite shore of the Black Sea. Turkey. Favorite vacation spot of today's Russians. Azure sea, golden beaches, green palm trees. Idyll! But we after all came here not for rest. Although...

However, we did not stay in Turkey and flew further. Where to? Through one more sea - the Mediterranean. It is more serious than Black. It’s bigger. And finally ahead I saw a shore. Egypt. Mysterious land, the cradle of ancient civilizations. Who did actually build these huge tombs for the pharaohs?

- We do not fly in the direction of Cairo and Giza. We will turn toward the north-west coast. There is located the freeway and there is a beautiful lake. And it was also quite deserted. Just what we needed.

And soon the shore arose. A huge strip of sandy beaches. A straight road. The lake, which name itself came into my head - Burulyus. The combination of desert and greenery. Our movement became slower. Apparently, one of the islands of greenery was our final point of today's journey. We went down on the grass among the luxury date palms.

How did it turn out that for 8-10 minutes we have overcome great distances, thousands and thousands of kilometers? Transpolar winter instantly changed for the summer. What a temperature difference! From - 25 to +25. Here December is also hot. I have never been to Egypt. However, I have never been anywhere. I managed to consider only Moscow and Archangelsk with Tambov. I do not take Murmansk into account. Well, now I'll make up for lost! Joyful anticipation was jumping in me like a summer grasshopper. It turns out that inside I'm tired of the cold and cool.

I wanted to see my mom! What's up with her? Still asleep? Or my friends were forced to do something with her body?

We "dismounted" - I slipped out of the body of Oleg, as a rider out of the saddle horse.

I was still transparent and bodiless and therefore could not walk on the dense emerald grass.

The place around was just made ​​for a perfect recreation. In the distance it could be heard the noise of the surf. Just like in paradise!

Birds were twittering. Most of their songs were not familiar to me. Sparrow tweet I exactly did not hear. Butterflies were flying from flower to flower – of incredible colors and with huge wings. I had thought that it was not enough only peacocks and elephants with monkeys to complete the image of real jungle.

- This is not the jungle! - Oleg had laughed behind me.

I turned around and was struck by the change that occurred in his clothes.

The stylish gray coat disappeared. It was replaced by a summer suit of a tourist - sandy shorts, as the color of the hair, and a T-shirt like his green eyes. The perfect image of a handsome man!

Oleg did not react to my goggle, just as always, smiled faintly.

- How do you make all these tricks?

- Nonsense – he waved a hand - to create the thing, what could be easier!

- For people like you! - I had inserted.

- And you will learn.

- Well, yes, in a hundred years, maybe...

- It was more difficult to transport your body through the half of the world. Believe me!

- You bet! Of course, I believe. I believe that 15 minutes ago was still in Murmansk, and now... in the north of Egypt… I want to my mother.

- Come with me.

And we went. More precisely, we flew, but by the usual, "calm" pace. How nice to travel without suitcases and bags!

We plunged into a grove of palm trees and of some trees with broad leaves and fruits unfamiliar to me.

I felt that the air was warm. Even in such incorporeal state it was enjoyable. By the way, about the body... how it was there, poor, without me? It got enough sleep probably a month in advance, if not more. I sneered, but was trembling from obscurity.

Suddenly the trees ran out, and we found ourselves on the beach. As at once suddenly, instantly, it filled an entire horizon. Endless blueness.

And on the shore in a row about 15 mud huts stood covered instead of a roof by dried-up palm leaves - I am not strong in botany.

Everything was empty, not a soul except for two of us. Only the midday sun and the sounds of the surf.

Oleg flying behind me, stopped near. Nice warm breeze ruffled his hair, and the skin has already for a few minutes got a bronze tan.

My friend's face was dreamy calm. There was a feeling that he was awaiting for some joy.

- That's right. A meeting with old friends whom I have not seen for a long time. This is considered? You'd be surprised, believe me...

RECREATION

I did not manage to know why I will be surprised here, because at this moment a girl came out from the nearest hut. It looked like she already knew about our presence, because she went straight to us. Maybe Oleg called her?

The girl warmly smiled. Tall, slender, red-haired belle. Attractive not only physically. Her aura, 3 meters in diameter, surrounded her body like a large dome. It shimmered and pulsed by energy.

When she came up to us very close, her eyes flashed by purple fire. She held out me her hands. And although I was a disembodied cloud, felt emanating from her flows of love.

- What you are! - I could not resist.

- And you have beautiful black hair!

- Have you seen my body?

- And not just seen – red-haired Cleopatra archly smiled, - I hope you do not mind against the African plaits?

- Oh! - Only I could utter.

She winked at me and looked like a friend from my Institute.

- You will like to be here.

Then to Oleg:

- Alex, finally, you're back with us. We missed you so!

- I, too, Maria!

Hence, the girl named Maria.

- I'm sorry, was not presented at once.

But why Alex? He is Oleg.

- Everyone call me like he or she want. I do not mind - said Oleg-Alex.

- You know, He reminds me Alexander the Great. Same strong and recalcitrant. I have not conquered him.

- The instinct of procreation is strong even in you, - Oleg said, - what to say about people.

- Well, you sent us in the morning such parcel! - Mary changed the subject. Matteo and Simone came running and said that we have guests. We went out on the shore, and there are your 10. And they stayed in the form of balls, did not transformed into people, probably the journey was urgent. They ask: "Will you take for a while?" We look, and between them in the air two human body soar. Women. One older - in nightgown. And the other is yours, Anastasia, in pajamas.

We asked: "Where from did you teleport them with such hurry, not even dressed?" They replied: "From the Arctic". We were surprised, but of course agreed.

- The Dark?

- Yes, intensified, not joke.

- Where are the others?

- They have work. I am myself coping well. Probably, in the evening they will be. And now flew, you need to wake up.

Maria showed the way. I followed her in one of the huts. There on two wooden beds two women were lying - my mother and me.

How unusual to see myself out of body. I was at the same time in two places - sleeping and floating in the air. And how can you not believe in life after death?

In the hut it was very cozy and tidy, and it was unusually spacious. Red curtains created effect of fireplace.

Mom. Thin and a little pale. Age, however. I'm also not fat, but not pale. Age too, but in another sense.

- What should I do? - I turned to Mary.

- Wake up.

- I do not know how to start. Previously, it by itself was occurring...

- You need to approach to the body, to embrace and enter, preferably through the head.

- Maybe I should call Oleg?

- Why? We can do this ourselves. I'll help.

Maria stood up near the head and put her palm on the forehead of my dense body.

- So, let’s begin with God! Come on!

I flew up to... myself, touched. How dense! And then I began to plunge inside, as if putting on tight clothing. It was not very nice. A feeling as if I was trying to get into a burrow.

During the penetration the feeling of lightness and freedom was disappearing. Weight pulled hard. Oh, how I don’t want! But it is necessary.

Well, I'm here. And as soon as I completed this convoluted maneuver my body like a machine whose engine was started, began to revive. Organ systems have gradually started to come into their usual mode. Heart, lungs and head. I was waking up. Oh, how long time I slept! How limbs were numb. And back hurts – I was sleeping in an uncomfortable position, and also all these "flights"…

Finally I opened my eyes.

- Hello!

- Good morning! Did you got sleep enough?

- A month in advance!

I sat down, then tried to get up, but swayed and almost fell.

- Slow down.

- And what about my mom? Why is she still asleep?

- I specifically did not give her to wake up, waiting for you. Imagine - she wakes up, and not at home. You are near, but sleeping and did not get up. Why such strain on the heart?

- Yes... right decision.

- And now I will stop my impact, and you will slowly wake her. And then explain. Is she skittish?

- Not very. Once she with one shopping bag forced to flee three bullies.

- I like such heroic women. - Red curls were bouncing to the beat of laughter.

I decided not to scare mom. She slept soundly, smacked her lips. Probably hungry.

- Mommy, wake up - I gently stroked her hand - wake up, dear.

A few seconds later she opened her sleepy, but still very beautiful brown eyes:

- Nastya, is it you? What happened?

She looked around.

- What a strange light? You bought a new lamp? Oh, you're in the room all rearranged! And where from are these beds?

And finally:

- Where are we?

- Mom, take things as they are. Let's just say we are not at home. And where we are you learn after. Do not worry, we are with my friends. This is New Year's holidays.

- My daughter, what a holiday?! I work tomorrow!

- We are in the south. Call for work, take days off, you have them for a month.

- Oh, how confusing is all this... - mother had wailed in bewilderment, - I am here, in a strange place, in a nightie. What do I wear? - She had got out of bed. - Though where is a mirror here? I need to comb my hair and to perform my ablutions.

- Mommy, now everything will be. I'll introduce you to one girl. Her name is Maria. She is very cute. She will help.

- Nastya what you do to me! I'm not used to such things. And the father will call, what to say?

- Do not tell yet. We will try to come back for the holidays. Let's just relax and rest. You've earned it.

Mom looked at me for a long moment and then waved her hand.

- Well, you’ve persuaded.

After these words, a swarm of moths of happiness began to whirl in my head. We're here with my mother, who has forgotten about herself and works, works... Let she will rest, experience something new, walk on the beach, look at the palm trees...

- And what is a city where we were brought? – Mom continued questioning.

- This is not a city. It’s a small place near the sea - Burulus. Maybe you get some more sleep?

- I enough sleep! – Mom decisively cut off.

I came out of the hut. After a night in a lucid dream, it was like to put on the shoulders a heavy bag. But I tried to adapt and do not despond.

Oleg and Maria looked at the sky. Pale-blue, in contrast to the bright blueness of the North. Without clouds, very transparent and as if crystal, it rang from the heat. I ran to friends:

- Hello!

Oleg looked back:

- Are you okay? I promised a night journey, but it lasted longer than necessary.

  - All right, I learned a lot overnight.

- Brave! - Maria nodded approvingly. - But this world is not so simple.

- I will not be a witch.

- Yes, they have a bad end. Servants of the Devil. How is your mom?  

- I explained how could. She reconciled. And even happy... I think so. She needs a clothes and a comb and with a mirror.

- Now let me do. - And Mary rushed off to the hut.

I was left with Oleg.

- Do not regret about everything? - And a shrill glance of green eyes.

- You may not to ask.

- I'm sorry I snatched you out of habitual life.

- All my life I wanted to have someone snatched me so. The life was so familiar. As a birdcage. And the soul, like a bird, it wants to fly. Oleg, what is now?

- Live now. Enjoy the moment.

- Whom are we waiting for? Who are the friends of Maria?

- They are great. You know them, or rather heard about them.

- I?!

- Yes. You'll see.

Another mystery. Who are they? About whom could I hear? Maybe a group of hown scientists? The camp in something reminiscent a research base. Or are they the same as Oleg?

- Nastya, I leave you for a time – the Master called me, - I will be back in the evening. Maria will take care of you. He squeezed my hand... and vanished into air.

No, I have never learn such a way of moving.

I heard footsteps behind. Mom came out of the hut in a new dress - elegant turquoise blouse and light breeches. The clothes suited her. It seemed my mother began to get used to occurring in our lives changes. She in a businesslike way was examining the camp - it seemed she was looking for, where was the toilet and kitchen. Maria followed her but did not interfere. They communicated on Russian and English. Many years of teaching English at school were not in vain - my mother easily spoke with a foreigner.

- It’s pity I have no camera! Such a beauty! – Mom started lamenting, but stopped short.

- Why not? I'll bring it. - Maria ducked into the hut and returned with great Canon. – Shoot, Lyudmila Michaylovna, from the heart!

And both, talking about everything that came into their heads, went for a walk between the trees and flowers and taking pictures. Both of them are with active character. I'm by nature rather observer. Permanent employment is not for my soul. Sitting, slowly walking and watching the world – this is my favorite pastime. Mom calls me an idler, Dad - a quitter. I justified my passion for the contemplation by example of Buddha - the most famous idler from all living on the Earth. And also I recalled of Martha and Maria in the Bible. Martha constantly fussed around the house, but exactly a light-hearted Maria, sitting at Jesus' feet, deserved a lot of his love.

So, if you a lot work by hands, rearrange things, wash, scrape and so on – it does not mean that you are on the right track. You need something more than that. But what? Love, maybe. Attention. The desire to understand this world.

And the garbage has a right to exist on an equal footing with a human. It is also the God particle.

Interestingly that I thought about Jesus here. Egypt, Israel is close. The name of Maria. Perhaps it all reminded me. 

I liked to be here. Although everything was unfamiliar. I was still entirely a product of Western civilization, accustomed to comfort. However, there was something that was not in the apartment, in a cold Murmansk - an abundance of greenery. Leaves, grass, flowers. Insects scurrying hither and thither. Buzzing, leaping, chirring. Initially, some of them frightened me and irritated. But then I used to. Maria warned me from snakes and scorpions and just in case asked me not go too far. She gave me a new phone.

- Do not rely only on telepathy, if anything, call me. I'm at number 5.

Mom, meanwhile, followed us and every five minutes was interested – when is the lunch time in this lovely guesthouse. It seemed that hunger gave her confidence. I did not believe that this is my usually quiet Parent.

Mary invited us into one of the huts, at the table and put in front of us a few dishes with tropical fruits. In addition to the familiar bananas, pears and grapes, there were about a dozen species, which I had never tried. Still there was standing jugs with juice. But my mother asked tea. And tea magically appeared.

We were eating, and I liked this tropical diet more and more.

But Maria herself for some reason did not eat anything.

- I do not want, - she said. I will wait for all. - And you eat, do not hesitate.

After a light and tasty meal, when it was about four hours, we went to the sea to wash off the heat and dust. And long time we were lying in the white foam of the surf, basking in the sun and take a look through the slits between the fingers, using the hands like the screens. Bliss enveloped us, and I felt such peace, what I have not experienced, except when meeting with Oleg.

I have believed that happiness exists. Mom, in my opinion, became even younger. Recreation was good for her.

And nevertheless a blissful relaxation could not embrace me whole. In my mind, the door to the future was present, where I wanted to look. Interestingly, I thought, what will happen tonight? Do not think, live – thought came up into my head. Maria? I looked at her. She was dozing in the sun, eyes closed, face in the flows of warm easy breeze. Maybe she... Most likely.

We were similar to those of mermaids whose curiosity led them close to shore. Legs were concealed by water, so if you want you could imagine that there were tails. The small crabs and also some sea living creatures scurried around. Actually, I noticed that here no one insect creature did not attack me. Interestingly, this is the magic? Usually, bloodsuckers smell me from afar and bite at every opportunity. Animals were here, but unobtrusive, well mannered. Even mosquitoes did not bite. One malarial sat down on my hand, but for some reason it changed its mind and flew away. Yes, something was "strange". But this "strange" suited me fine. After molesting midges of northern forests here it was very "without-insect-ly”

- And the mosquitoes here did not bite - suddenly mom sounded my thought.

Mary was silent.

Mom continued,

- Masha, Oleg, who is he to you? A friend or a brother?

- Both.

- It does not happen - my mother did not lag. In my opinion, she decided to make him the son in law.

- Mom, stop immediately. - I felt ashamed, and I gently tugged at her sleeve.

- Nastya, what have I asked? It’s just interesting for me.

- I told the truth. He's my friend. But he is also my brother, but not by blood but by the Spirit.

- So, he is not a brother - mother matchmaker felt sad.

In my heart I knew that my mother probably was playing a role, and so we did not take her questions seriously. Maria, it seemed, have thought the same.

- Girls, I very like to be here - suddenly mom changed the subject – I was sad, that for several years we with Nastya did not go anywhere. And the father is always in the seas. But you never know what awaits you around the bend. I keep telling it to myself and others, but this turn... Thank you! And you, Anastasia, and you, Maria!

- It's Oleg - I added – all began from him.

- And thanks to him! To all of you!

From excess of emotions mom began to cry.

I squeezed her hand:

- What are you, Mom? All is good!

- Yes, and I cry from this!

AWESOME NIGHT

  Somewhere at eight in the evening we returned to the camp. And before this we still a little wandered along the shore. The sun had already begun its descent, and everything started to become scarlet. Although these magenta shades were not as pronounced as we have in the north - the angle of incidence is entirely different.

- We are waiting for the rest? – Maria half affirmatively asked, - I will go and prepare the table.

- We can help – we with my mom volunteered in unison.

We set the table in the central hut. It was served with beautiful plates in old style, with a yellow-black pattern. Elegant stemware in a modern style were in harmony with them. Pitchers with juices lined up in the middle of the table. Orange, yellow, green, red. But red - it is certainly not tomato. I took a droplet from the edge on the finger and licked. How delicious! But what is it, I did not understand.

Maria added another three plates with a variety of fruits. More she did not cook.

Mom fussed:

- And meat, and potatoes, and soup? Is not that going to be?

- We are not fans of that kind of food - our companion smiled.

- And what do you eat? Is it enough fruit? – Mom was either distressed, or indignant.

- But were you gorged at lunch?

- Yes, but all the same... you can not so... – It was hard to convince my mom. Logic has not acted on her.

- I promise. For you we will find your favorite dishes.

Maria suddenly stopped talking and paused, as if listening to something.

- They are flying.

And she briskly walked outside. We hurried after her.

And I was lucky to see a truly remarkable sight. The darkening air above the palm trees swayed and shivered. And then in the sky there arose a shining swirl, portal. The gate to nowhere. Then the air became denser, and human figures started to emerge from it. Them was much, probably more than ten. Mom even gasped from amazement. In all her life she had seen the same only in science fiction films. Unlike her, I watched this the third time. However, now not one was born but a whole group. I counted 12 people - 5 women and 7 men. Oleg was not among them. Busy?

Dozen smoothly landed on the grass. The joyful greeting was followed, warm hugs and kisses. I and my mom were also involved in this maelstrom of love.

What a happy family they have here!

All arrivals were young and beautiful. Not young, but rather entered in the best years of their lives, when the body responds to all movements of the soul. All were glowing health and freshness. However, could I actually imagine their real age? After all, they just appeared out of the air. Usually people do not travel by such way...

Three men wore long hair, and two girls - short haircuts. They did clearly not conform to classical canons of appearance, and it pleased me. Long hair for men and hairstyles for women - it's always a sign of greater spiritual freedom than at others. To go against society's standards - this requires inner strength.

All arrivals did not go to brush the hair, change clothes, as it’s common in humans. Instead, all headed to the central hut, conversing along the way.

Outside it was quickly darkened. The closer to the equator, the faster the night follows evening. For the northern human this effect was particularly noticeable. Night literally fell on me. I lingered a little under a starry sky. So clear and transparent that it seemed I could see the entire universe through. Luminous points flashed over the ocean. Falling meteorites sometimes drew bright way in the sky. Pleasant sea breeze blew across. I wonder what the future is waiting for me? Who are these friends of Oleg? Whoever they were, I felt no fear, and therefore, it was okay. I trusted Oleg since the very first meeting. I just believed and all.

Maria looked out of the hut. I was dreaming under the night sky and lost track of time.

- We are waiting. We will not start without you.

I gladly followed the new friend. I wanted to know all better.

When I entered, all were sitting at the table, which recently was set.

How do they do it? Outside the hut looks quite small, and when you enter, as if you find yourself in a spacious room. What's this? Playing with spatial coordinates? Magic? Black or white? I was sure that the white, otherwise, why I was so calm.

Fourteen people with Maria and my mother comfortably rest in wicker chairs around the table. There was a usual conversation, but without discussing any specific themes. All just were relaxing. The group of amazing strangers.

Mom talked enthusiastically about something in English with a brawny, bearded giant with a good-natured smile. He looked like a St. Bernard dog, a large and good-natured. Externally – a racy look of invincible Viking. Mom next to him looked like a tiny bird.

As soon as I walked in, I felt waves of joy and love. Despite of reduced by dense body psychic abilities I did not feel false. Auras of all resembled rhinestones.

Maria offered me a chair.

I sat in it and poured a glass of red juice with unknown taste. Then I began to further explore the faces of my new friends. Upon closer inspection I realized that most of them are beautiful. I have not found in two or three faces the correct classical features. But the overall charisma of their appearance made a small incorrectness of their faces rather piquancy than a disadvantage. What unites all, it was the inner light emanating from somewhere in the depths, and making them unimaginably beautiful.

How did this happen? What made them glow?

None of them looked at me intently. Although if and watched, I noticed a striking poignancy of their views. Like X-ray shone through. Surely, they knew this peculiarity, and sparing me, did not abuse their power.

I from my side caught myself that I viewed them as a curious little child. But this did not bother them. From warmth of waves emanating from them, I just forgot where I was and began to dissolve in the atmosphere of this wonderful place.

Electricity was not in the hut. Instead everywhere stood lighted candles. Flame was smooth and quiet, not swayed and trembled. A good sign!

- Mom, how do you like here?

- Miraculously, my daughter! It is a pity there is no father. I will tell him later. Suddenly he will believe... But he is such a skeptic. Nastya, this is Matthias.

Viking warmly smiled at me. Norwegian, maybe…

- Yes. But I haven’t been home for a long time. Soon I will forget the language – and a kind smile.

As I presumed - reads thoughts.

Left of Matthias was located in the chair a very beautiful girl with golden curls.

- Andrea - she introduced herself - an archaeologist from Australia, in combination with the main activity.

What kind of activity she did not specify. Maybe salvation of the world?

Further around the circle next to Andrea, sat refined brunette, whose intelligent and insightful look told me that in front of me a connoisseur of human psychology. Surely, a Frenchman. And I was right.

- Philip. Nice to meet you. You are charming, Mademoiselle!

Next to him an Asian lean, high cheek-bones face and slanting eyes. Beautiful, even from the point of view of Europeans. Japanese, Chinese?

- Korean - he corrected my thoughts and smiled. - Hwan. This mean bright, shining. Do you like it?

- Of course.

- Your soul is now full of joy and love. You look like a flower. Can I give you a Korean name?

- Please.

- I'll call you Choon-Hee. This means spring girl...

I began to repeat a new name. Choon-Hee. Choon-Hee. How beautiful! It’s long overdue to take a second name.

A chocolate girl was looking at me.

- Genat. I am Ethiopian, but I was born in Europe. Genat means "heaven". Do you want I also give you a name?

- Yes, very much.

- I'll name you Lebna. Heart and spirit.

I have three names!

- What kind of game in names? - Chimed in the conversation the neighbor of Genat, a handsome young man with freckles and ashen hair.

- Do not pay attention. This is Thomas. He's the most rectilinear.

- Yes, that's right. Although I prefer the word "truthful". The truth is a shield. If you do not lie, you do not afraid that deception will be revealed. And if you are not afraid, then nobody can win you. I am an engineer from London. Science involves a high degree of truthfulness. If you're not sincere in the calculations, the bridge or the house will fall down on your head. Is not it?

- Thomas, you would be silent with respect to the calculations. - Inserted my neighbor, blond with large and regular features. - I saw your last jobs. They are worthless. Fall apart at the first strong wind. To me, as an architect, you can believe. In Germany so do not build.

- Thomas, Jacob, what’s with you went today? - Decided to reassure the disputants a beautiful brunette with Mediterranean facial features, to the right of Maria.

- This is Simone - Maria whispered, - brave. Italians are all such. Whom do you want, put in place.

- You've got the whole world here! - I exclaimed.

All nodded joyfully.

- We have an international team - continued the theme a fair-haired young man with soft Slavic features. - Tadeash - he introduced himself.

All my interlocutors spoke in English and in Russian. Perhaps due to us with mother, so that we could understand them freely. I was guessing that they all possessed by telepathy. And that without us here, they would have long ago switched to the internal dialogue. How well was without a body, I thought nostalgically remembering the ease, with which during night flying I penetrated into the consciousnesses. Now my abilities were greatly weakened. I felt myself like a bird with clipped wings. Really will it be now so? And I can feel the freedom fully only in the state of sleep?

I noticed that everyone fell silent and looked at me. In these views was the understanding of my feelings.

- Nastya, do not worry – said with a bass a young man of athletic build with curly blond vortices and gray-blue eyes. Blush burned on his cheeks. Such good fellows can often be found in the vast of Siberia. – The fact that you are here with us is not by chance. By the way, you have guessed, I'm from Novosibirsk. Peter.

Conversations resumed at the table. It sounded words of the language, which is not possible to confuse with others. Like hissing surf rolls the pebbles on the shore. Spanish speech.

Two - girl and guy - both were hot, temperamental, beautiful, and swarthy. They argued about something sitting opposite.

- Matteo assures me that he has in his family Russian roots. And all because he allegedly can drink a liter of vodka and did not even get drunk because his body can easily neutralize it. - The swarthy girl quickly chattered.

- It does not prove anything - with feigned indignation argued Peter - a liter of vodka for a true Russian - it's just to start a conversation. Organism of Russian does not feel such a tiny amount. Well, Matteo, you are such liar. One day in the village a bull ran after me. But I do not say, that took part in the bullfight.

- Are you from Spain? - I asked.

- He. I am Argentinian. Bartolomea.

- What an unusual name!

- For Russian, yes. You can call me simply - Tola.

- Anastasia. You can call me simply - Nastya.

We in unison giggled.

So we sat and talked in the nice warm December evening. Listening to the chirping of nocturnal insects, the cries of unfamiliar birds. From a distance came the faint hum of the sea. But over all these sounds inner silence reigned. The night dissolved us, and we gladly obeyed.

I could feel the beauty of the souls of these people. Their hearts were open. They did not produce false music. Here really lived love.

My friends somehow did not eat anything. Plates and glasses were full just in front of me and my mom. And my mom did not refuse. She missed the fruit, I thought. And I just wanted to drink. And juice proved sufficient. Unknown tropical fruit were nicely refreshing.

- Maria - I've been asked a question tormented me - you are not from Earth?

- No, we are from the Earth.

- You materialize out of the air, do not eat, read thoughts. People can’t do this.

- They can’t, because they do not want.

- I want but I can’t.

- Not yet, but your ability are developing very quickly, and soon you too can.

- Slowly.

- Don’t hurry, it's dangerous.

- Oleg said the same thing.

- Here you see.

- So, who are you?

- We are the ones who won the right to a little more light, and we now serve as its canals.

- Are you people?

- Yes and no. No, because we have a little of human passions.

- But why we need to exempt from human?

- In humans there are too much of what heaven will not accept - intervened in the conversation evidently sympathizing to me Peter.

- But after all it has created us…

- No, it is also created - joined Genat.

- By whom?

The question hung in the air. It seems that this topic was interested for my friends as for me. How, then, with Oleg, I felt that their knowledge was not absolute.

Hwan continued instead all:

- We call this Something God. Heaven and Earth are parts of God. We are now on the Earth. And to ascend to Heaven, we must be cleansed from the old behavior programs. Anger, wrath, envy and other things. This is a difficult theme, in two words we can’t explain.

I proceeded to ask:

- How long have you been together?

- We have known each other for millennia - said Simone.

I nearly choked.

- Millennia? And you remember all this?

- And why not? - Said Matthias. - We have been associated in different lives, I remember them, - and smiled.

- You remind me someone very. But I still do not understand whom...

Maria smiled enigmatically. At once several of my interlocutors shot at me with piercing looks. But no one did not explain anything. It seems that their plan was to stimulate by their silence my intuition.

Well, let's play a journalist, I decided.

- And you know Oleg also thousands of years?

- More specifically, he knows us. When he was transformed and reached the level of magician, we are still on the trees swayed - ironically said Thomas.

Through the laughter I continued:

- But if seriously?

- But this and is - seriously...

- Thomas, you’re a clown.

- Jacob, you're a downer.

- And have you the leader? - I was not appeased.

- Yes.

- Who is he? Or is she? Someone of you?

- No, he had not yet arrived.

I'll probably continue my questions. But then my mother asked:

- Masha, would you find some bread? I have not gorge.

Maria wanted to get up, but then Matthias performed a miracle. He waved by a hand. And here. Voila! Before her there was a dish of fried potatoes.

- Thank you, son! - Mom smiled gratefully.

But that was not all.

Andrea out of nothing put on the table a large plate of hot dumplings with sour cream.

- Oh, why to me so much? – mom became agitated.

However, it seems it was just a warm-up. As soon as my mother started the meal, the rest of the magicians, competing in the culinary air-creation, filled the table by delicacies from around the world.

When my mother finished dinner, we decided to take a walk. Cicadas were singing at warm night. Pleasant breeze blew. The sea obediently lay at our feet like a wild beast of incredible power, reminding about itself only by dimensional sleepy murmur. Mesmerized by the beauty of the landscape, we inadvertently lined up along the shore, and looked and looked, as if eager to count up all the whitecaps of rolling waves.

Simon remembered that once upon a time she spent a lot of time in Indian ashrams. And at the same moment near to us we heard the not loud roar. All turned around. A black as surrounding night panther was lying on the sand, lazily playing its tail. The impersonation of power and strength. The amber eyes looked at us.

- Simone, is it yours? – Maria appreciated the skill of friend. She approached the cat, sat down and put her hand on its head. The panther fairly purred, turned on its back and started to somersault like a playful kitten. It seems, the palm of the girl emitted some kind of energy, which was liked by the beast.

- What have you done to it? - said Philip.

- I pretend that I’m her mother.

Suddenly in the air firework exploded by thousands of colored lights. Iridescent shades reflected by sea waves. By concentration, quiet smile and hand movements of Peter, out of which were flying each sheaf of sparks, I realized that it was his work. I walked up closer to him.

- How do you do this?

- It is very easy. You just have to imagine that you are a firework. Imagine that at this moment in the universe exits just you and it. Then the concentrated energy of my thoughts will take the conceived shape.

- Something tells me that it's not so easy!

- Believe me, it is a prank as compared to the capabilities of our Master.

- This is my second time I've heard about your Master.

- And you'll see him! He promised to return today.

Again, this mysterious Master.

Meanwhile, in the sky flashed a new series of lights. And suddenly there was a wonderful metamorphosis with every sparkle. It has evolved into a beautiful glowing butterfly with enormous wings. These magical creatures were flying round dance to the shore and covered us like snow. I reached out a hand – a beauty with blue wings, woven by light smoothly sat on it. They shone in the night with thousands of tiny sapphires. Butterfly played its wings, and it was incredible! Since my childhood I wanted to hold on the hand such miracle.

Two butterflies sat on the head of Peter and on his shoulder - red and purple.

Who was the magician? It looked like a female magic.

- Tadeash, very cute.

Female magic?.. Oops…

At this moment butterflies, as a whole one, fluttered up into the sky.

- Whither they are they gone?

- The creation lives as much of it thinks its creator. Or you can do it a self-supported, but it is more complicated.

I watched how the butterflies melt into the sky. My eyes found on the horizon the moon. And then next to it there appeared a second. A bright spot. And from it was the road on the water. All stopped.

- Maria, what is it?

- He returned!

THE BLUE-EYED MASTER

I was looking at the road of light. Far away near the line of the horizon two figures appeared, and they were rapidly approaching. When there were about twenty meters, it turned out that these are men and they, or walked along the water, or flew over it. I understood at once that one of them was Oleg! Another man was taller. He's someone reminded me. But whom?

Curly dark hair of medium length, but not burning brunette. He was rather brown-haired person. It was still 5 meters before him, but even at this distance I felt the power of his gaze. A soft smile like at Mona Lisa. Mind, kindness and freedom were emitted from him, and in this he was like Oleg, a handsome blond.

They approached the shore and stepped on the ground. As if the sun had risen.

- Peace be with you!

Hardly heard these words I shuddered, because remembered what man uttered these words two thousand years ago. All in this jigsaw fell into place. Guesswork took root and became a reality. I knew who was before me.

In the meantime, all my friends, girls and boys rushed to the new arrivals. Warmly embraced, calling at the same time the other man Master and Teacher. Despite the signs of respect rendered him, I have not noticed his arrogance. He kept very simple, like a father or elder brother. He addressed to all kindly and warmly. All were sharing the news, most of which belonged to the situation on the planet.

I ran up to Oleg. He was in the same joyful mood, like everyone else, discussing something with everyone.

- Here you are! Do you get used to the new surroundings? Is everything ok?

- Wonderful! Better and can not be! Where have you been?

- You know, we have a lot of problems. On Earth there is an invisible war, details later. Come on, I'll introduce you.

Internally I felt a feeling of weightlessness.

We went up to the companion of Oleg, whom everyone called Master. For the beginning he embraced me. It was not feigned embrace of strangers. It seemed to me that I touched the source of Universal Love.

- How are you? - Kindly asked the man and looked at me with bottomless eyes. His eyes were as blue as the lake on a clear day. Really, this was who I thought? He said nothing more, but just looked into my soul. For the sake of those moments worth living. Meeting him was another dream of mine. I hoped someday to see him in reality. But this hope was weak, almost ghostly. And suddenly it happened.

So, it's all true. Everything, that written, really occured and not fiction.

Oleg, smiling, clenched the hand of blue-eyed.

- Do not embarrass our guest. She's new in the world of Wonderland. Although, all is not accidental. And she was preparing for this transition in past lives.

Between us arose the invisible information bridge.

Could I imagine with whom I will communicate in my life? Never.

- Come on, friends! We need to discuss several important issues, - invited Master.

All went to the hut in which the table was laid, entered, and again sat in their arm-chairs.

- My friends! - Master began to speak. - You know what the time is now. The Earth is experiencing an unprecedented rise in its development! How many wonderful opportunities for all beings. We can go to the next level. But the Dark hinder us. They stopped us at all times. In fact, our life here and our main job - to defeat them. But we will never use their methods, or we will be like them, and the whole point of the fight will be lost. Our task - to win not by force but by graciousness. And no matter how much time and our lives will be spent on it.

From these words tears welled on me. Eyes of my mother began to glisten too. We've always liked the fiery speeches, calling for higher goals.

The rest were not so emotional. Just were nodding thoughtfully - perhaps pondered the coming steps of their activity.

The blue-eyed Master continued:

- People everywhere are in need of our protection. They begin to awaken from sleep. But the Forces of Evil immediately use it and try to win them over to their side. This requires our constant attention. We need to help the humanity to get out of the web, in which it is now entangled and floundering like a fly in waiting of a spider. Otherwise, the planet will remain not enlightened for many thousands or even millions of years. Can you imagine the pain that lasts so long? Life in the grip of gravity is painful, especially inside the planet. We need to remember this. And the Earth and the entire universe will sooner or later come to perfection. However, if we feel the heavy and gloomy life of creatures who do not understand why they are doomed to such life, and to not pay attention to this - it's cruel. We must liberate the Earth.

All again nodded in agreement.

- Master, we remember about it - cried Maria.

- I know. Just a reminder.

- We do what we can, - responded those present.

- I have to tell you about it. Think of me as a news bureau, - smiled the Mentor.

At that moment in the hut came a young, red-haired man. He glanced at me, smiled and said hello. Then he greeted the rest. He brought some special aura of happiness. I do not know, it's hard to explain. He literally ran to the Grand Master, embraced him, shook his hand, but it seemed that it was not enough to him. He took another chair and sat down, and as if rooted to the spot. He reminded me a faithful dog, who found the owner. Very loving and loyal. Strange feeling. I carefully looked at him again. Some old guilt, long ago forgiven, but still left an indelible mark, was read in all his figure and face. What so serious did he commit? In my mind flashed a guess. It is necessary to know his name.

Maria came up to me. Kind and soulful, she narrated me the main details of the lives of her friends, but at the same time avoiding gossip and backbiting. Perfect variant for a chronicler and biographer.

- Ryan returned.

- The name of this new man is Ryan?

- Yes.

The name said me nothing. However, the names change from life to life. Then why others are so close to the original source?

After Master affectionately embraced Ryan in response, he went on to talk about the transition moment for humanity. And if they do not help, it will make the Dark, and in such way that mankind will be on the edge of ruin. And the Earth again will slide into the darkness of ignorance and savagery.

The Master was saying, and his every word carried the truth, clear and concise. I seemed to see the whole world from the side. He outlined the political and economic situation, explained the reasons for them. It turns out that all can be represented in the form of energy, antagonistic or friendly. Much became clear. From where come wars and crises, disaster, poverty, wealth, money. Every external manifestation is some kind of invisible force-energy. It manipulates people like puppets. And the people, for the most part, ignorant, have no idea about this. Once again, I remembered books of great spiritual seers of humanity – Daniel Andreev, Elena Blavatsky, Alice Bailey, Roerich. The last three wrote on behalf of some mysterious Himalayan Mahatmas. It is possible that Daniel Andreev too. They are right so much! However, the man or rather the superman, who is now in front of me and all his friends are here – are also Mahatmas. So now I have no reasons to doubt in something.

- What is the name of the main Master, who is speaking? - I asked Maria.

- He has many names - she replied, and winked - We jokingly call him Mr. X. Usually - Master, Teacher, Mentor. But more often simply represent his energy image and appeal telepathically.

- He forgave Ryan?

Mary looked at me closely.

- So did you guess?

- It was not difficult.

- Well, then try to understand. He was not angry at him. Ryan was weak, but now received his sight. Now he's one of us, and in many ways he is even stronger. He suffered a great deal, however not here, but in the afterlife.

- Of course, I understand that everyone can change, but so cardinally... Do you believe him?

The look of Maria became firmer. This indicated that she wanted to convince me and defend her point of view from the shadow of mistrust.

- Yes, we believe him... I believe him.

I stopped to ask questions on this topic. Time will tell. And I was still so inexperienced in matters of clairvoyance.

Our conversation lasted well into the night. During this time I had time to drink a few glasses of juice and now want one thing - to get rid of excess fluid in the body. Also wanted to sleep. I looked at my mom. She quietly fell asleep in the chair. My friends noticed this and put her on the bed.

For tonight, I learned a lot of new. And most importantly, I realized that the humanity was in real danger, that every person was important, and that we can’t waste time.

- Take a look at Mars, - said Mr. X finally - there was also a life like at us. And now the planet is red because its surface is covered by decomposed iron of former civilization. This is a warning to us all!

THE MIRROR

   

At night, in a dream, I soared high above the camp and saw the pyramids far on the south. They were attracting me.

In the morning it turned out that I got up later than everyone else. Even mom somewhere disappeared. Maria was not in the camp too. And Oleg was I did not know where. I wondered where everybody was.

I went in search of. Came ashore. And saw under one of the trees our Grand Master. His eyes were fixed into the distance. It seemed that his mind was somewhere far away, but here was only his body. I stood and looked at him.

Suddenly I felt someone's presence. Looked back - next to me was Ryan. He was looking past me at the Master. Now his look even more than yesterday expressed eternal devotion. I did not really like it, but I understood its origins.

- Nastya, I beg you, do not distract the Master now. He has a very important work. He communicates with the Higher now.

- There are Higher than he is? - I stammered.

- They are the ones who are more advanced than we are.

I did not catch in the words and intonations of Ryan any shadow of malevolence toward me. Now he seemed to me more familiar than before. He looked as a common man. The way, as he tried to fix something that once made​​, did him honor. And who did not make mistakes? Only who did not live. At least, I began to trust him.

Of course, I did not get in the way and went with Ryan. He took me for a walk. By the way, I told him my dream, how I saw the pyramids, and how I was drawn to them.

- Pyramids - it's not an easy place - Ryan replied, - The Place of Power. There contact and meet face-to-face the Light and Darkness. For beginners in magic there can be dangerous. Such regions in the world are not so many. I would not recommend to go there alone.

To distract me from my intention to visit the Giza right now, Ryan created two unicorns. And all day we amused, riding on them. Mine was obedient, but the Ryan’s always strove to throw the rider.

In the evening returned mom and Maria. Traveled by car (yes, it turns out, they had a car there!). They were to the nearest town. Well, what can you do, women can’t live without shopping, even in a wilderness.

The rest have not arrived. Maria said that they flew to the Himalayan Abode, where lived most of the people like them. Promised to return soon. Oleg flew with them.

Grand Master continued to meditate under the palm trees and communicate with someone above us. Ryan had gone to sit at his feet. So the three of us had dinner, as had lunch yesterday.

Went to bed.

And I immediately got out of the body. Awareness was very strong, as it was then with Oleg. Maria took care of my mother's soul, I noticed both hovering above the hut.

I soared higher above the sea, hoping to see the pyramids. Like last night, they glow in the south.

- Do you want to go there?

Feeling the familiar information-flow I turned around. It was Ryan.

- Ryan?

- Yes.

- But you said that it is dangerous and I'm too inexperienced.

- Alone, yes. But you can fly with me.

I did not hesitate for a long time. The desire to see, what attracted me so, won fears.

- How will we reach there? I slowly fly.

- Do not worry. Clasp my back.

I did just that. It was like the familiar reunion with the body of Oleg. However, I did not feel the former proximity. But this fact did not prevent the technical side of things. We rushed. Flew very quickly and got to Giza for a couple of minutes.

Beautiful was the Egyptian desert at night. Pyramids were backlit and they looked amazing. Like the landscape of another planet. On subtle levels I immediately felt some tension there, hovering in the atmosphere. As if during a thunderstorm. Here and there flashed some sparks, glowing lines, shadowy figures. Several times I noticed the spheres-stars of the team of friends of Oleg. Perhaps there was something going on, but I have not noticed the explicit battle. Over the pyramid into the sky was rising a column of light, and not only on the subtle levels, but also in the physical layer.

- Do you know what would like to see here? Or do you not have a clear plan? - Ryan asked.

I began to listen to myself, my inner feelings.

Strange, but the desire to fly here, before this so sharp, decreased now. As if the fact that I was here, my consciousness perceived as half made deal. But what attracted me?

I shared these thoughts with Ryan.

He briefly summarized:

- Clear. No plan. Then let me be your guide.

- Of course.

- I'll show you my favorite places. Just follow me.

I did just that. Soon appeared the Sphinx, mysterious and majestic. We flew past it, and I was struck by its enormous size.

We headed to the pyramid next to the Sphinx, I did not know its name...

- This is the Pyramid of Khafre - said Ryan on the go. 

We came through the entrance and found ourselves in a dark long corridor, which was leading down. I vaguely remembered that somewhere there must be a tomb, but did not know exactly where, below or above. Then we were faced with a locked door, and Ryan just took me by the arm and dragged through it. The feeling was rather neutral, but I would not want to do it consistently. The next few such obstacles also did not stop us. And finally, we ended up in a fairly large room. It was empty.

- Is this the tomb? Here do you like to be?

- "No" to the first question and "yes" to the second.

- And what interesting is here?

- Listen to yourself. Maybe you also wanted to get exactly here.

I looked into the consciousness. Hmm, really, inner call almost faded away. As if I have reached the goal.

- You see, - Ryan noted. - This is a special place. Here there is something that will make you stronger.

Here's how, so it means that this visit here was planned. A vague dissatisfaction, close to suspicion began to stir in me. But curiosity prevailed.

- And what is that?

- Mirror.

- Mirror? I never thought that some mirror can do me mightier.

- Not some, but a special. This is a very powerful magical amulet of the Light Forces. All in a row do not use it.

- Yes, only such highly developed beings like you! - I said ironically.

- In vain you laugh. Anyone who knows how to use it, it will help to see and defeat all the hidden fears in the path to enlightenment. You'll be able to step far ahead.

- Oleg told me that we should not hurry in the questions of development. Everything must run its course.

- You decide. But you'll miss a good opportunity. And I would now help you look in the mirror, because you yourself can’t use it properly.

I still hesitated.

And then Ryan threw the last trump.

- After all, you love Oleg. You will be as he, or almost. Will be traveling with him, not as a burden but as an equal.

I really did not like this conversation. Perhaps it would be better now to turn around and fly back to the camp. But something inside, some little voice kept saying, "Yes, yes, agree! Such a chance!"

And I gave up. And why not? I'd venture. It's Ryan suggests, the disciple of the Grand Master and not someone unfamiliar. Although one day he had already betrayed, but now everything is different...

- Well, - I agreed.

Apparently, I was very much loved Oleg and wanted to be to him as closely as possible. Not loved as a brother, as was supposed, but as a man, it was natural for a human, but not for future space wanderer. For there, in the Sky, it is not necessary to procreate.

- And where is the mirror?

- Here it is, have you not noticed? - Ryan pointed to the right, into the corner.

There really was something glistened. In my opinion, there was nothing there when we entered. However, it was very dark to judge for sure. And I felt that I still had a bias against Ryan.

I went to the mirror. At first glance, it was usual. Although, as soon as I started to peer, its surface began to shine stronger.

Ryan was already standing nearby. 

- What we need to do?

- Look deeper, just look...

His voice was mesmerizing me.

And I began to see.

At first, nothing happened. Just my reflection. Then its surface was covered with a strange haze, there flashed some shadows. I leaned forward. And then it seemed to me that someone was watching me. The sensation was so pronounced, that I began to tremble. In the mirror, there was a maelstrom that throbbed and attracted me. It began to spin. Trying to keep track glance of its rotation I felt dizzy. And suddenly, I saw there Oleg... He held out his hand to me. Forgetting where I was, stretched out my hand in response. Where I touched the mirror, I did not feel a hard surface. The hand passed like through the water. But that did not stop me. I felt the hand of Oleg. He pulled me, I stepped forward... and stepped into the darkness. As soon it happened, something strongly pushed me, and I began to fall...

DARK WORLD

Darkness, in which I entered through the mirror, deprived me of consciousness. I stopped to feel anything from the moment I stepped into the mirror glassy surface. How long lasted my unconsciousness, I did not know. I just came to myself in the pitch darkness. First I panicked. Where was I? No one ray of light. Nothing. Just the awareness of my own existence and the darkness.

Then I began to calm down. I was still alive. Perhaps there was an entrance out of here. I must wait, think and explore this place. That's what I did.

So, I was betrayed. And betrayed nor anyone else, but the most famous traitor in the history of humanity. No wonder his name has become appellative. Judas ... That fact that now his name was Ryan did not change anything. Human nature does not change so easily, even if he was now superman. When I get back, everyone will know what he did.

But will I be back? Hope in me was not dead yet.

No, it is better not to think about Judas-Ryan. Thought is material. How to know, but suddenly will he become chase here? And my thoughts about him will become a beacon by which he will find me easily. What if this is just the beginning and will be something worse than falling into the darkness?

These reflections have activated my mind - fear acts like a whip.

My mobility was not limited. If I could see where I moved. I decided to go into this dark space – suddenly I'll get somewhere.

So I moved quite a long time, but nothing happened. I did not despair. Tried to mentally call Oleg, Jesus, mom - yes, even my mother, although she was clearly not a magician. But to no avail. As if here a mental isolation existed.

At some moment I heard a sound behind me. As if someone slinked. I stopped, looked around - no one. And sound stopped. I moved and the sound resumed. And so several times. Finally, at some point, when I looked back, I saw two red dots. These flashlights I really did not like because they looked ominously and looked like... eyes. I waited to see what would happen next. And these eyes did not think to stop. They were approaching and approaching. Finally, I was satisfied that this was really something alive. And it was directed to me. Something big, heavy approaching. Red as coals enormous eyes. And underneath them the jaws, and still huge paws. God, what a monster!

I’ve never been brave. I frightened and took to their heels. The monster was a little behind. I flew and flew, trying to figure out what a kind of monster it was, and where can I hide from it.

Interestingly, was it as sparse as I was? And how can it hurt me?

I remembered the phrase, which I somewhere heard or read - if you're afraid, look at your fear in the face.

No, in its face, or rather in the snout, I looked, and I did not like it. Maybe I should peer better? I did not want this. But I decided to try. Stopped and waited.

And again in the darkness appeared two ruby eyes. Black monster moved to me with redoubled fury. I stood still - what comes next? Not stopping movement, the monster lunged at me. I mobilized all my courage. The monster swung at me by a clawed paw. I put forth my hand to take the hit. It’s all - flashed in the mind, I'm dead! Probably, it will tear my thin body to shreds. But nothing terrible happened. Instead deadly strike I felt only a weak push. The kick of the black creature did not damage me. My hands were like heavy armor. In them there was something magical that made ​​me invulnerable to attack of the demon. And, in my opinion, not only hands were shielded, but the whole body. Perhaps impact of Oleg on my chakras, communicating with him and with superhumans was not in vain. Something in me was awakened, some hidden reserves came into action. At least I was able to fight with the dark creature.

A monster in the meantime wondered why its actions were not successful. It continued to bash my legs, but I perceived its strikes as if through the soft pillow. Its red eyes burned with anger, it raged in fury and impotence. And I felt a little sense of triumph.

Then I got bored in the role of passive victim. I wanted to neutralize the enemy, make it to stop aggression and get away. My mind was female, not versed in the battles. Perhaps if I were a man, it would be easier to me... However, I decided to master the science of fighting and began to operate. I concentrated on the desire to paralyze the creature. And then I saw in the hands something like a lasso. In my life I did not use it ever, but then the internal sense woke up in me, and the hands as if knew what to do. I threw it up and hit the goal from the second attempt. I created another rope. Threw. More. And more. As a result, after some time, the monster was tied up and floundered in the space, trying to break free.

- It serves you right! Why I was attacked? - I scolded him didactically. Anger in me was not, just the thought that the truth was on my side.

The monster was roaring and raging, but it could not loosen the bonds. Then it calmed down a bit and hissed:

- This is just the beginning. You will be ours anyway. I could not catch, others will be able to complete.

So this creature could talk!

- Who are you? What is this place? Why you need me? - I started a questioning.

The beast sparkled by eyes-coals.

- Guess yourself.

- Who sent you? How many are you?

- Legions. You will lose.

- Is this the Hell?

- Possibly.

- You're a demon?

- Possibly.

- You were in the pyramid? You lured me here?

Silence.

- Are you Ryan? Judas?

Again silence.

Perhaps this was he. Although it was not known.

The demon changed tactics – it began to persuade me.

- Set me free and come with me. I will make you free and strong. We need you. You will become live as you wish. You'll be immortal.

- Why are you trying to persuade me? Why are you doing this? I will not be like you. You are the Evil, but I have seen the true Light. And you are disgusting to me.

- Do not rush into a decision. You were betrayed. How do you know that you will not be betrayed again? Why your friends are not in a hurry to your aid? Where are they? Where is your favorite Oleg? Where is Jesus?

I had reflected - he's right partly. I prayed them so much. Why did they not come?

Then I interrupted myself - why I considered that they are not looking for me? Perhaps at this very moment they hurry here? Or they are scanning the Earth in search of?

- I'm sure they will come. And exactly you betrayed me, Judas. You're a demon.

The creature laughed hoarsely.

- Blessed are those who believe... Leave these dreams, come with me, Anastasia. Release me and let's go...

- No. I'm leaving.

The last time I looked at the tied entity and went off to wander around this world. His voice was flying behind me:

- Go, but we'll meet again. Anyway your ropes will melt soon, they do not last forever.

Finally, his voice, offering to go with him, trailed away.

When I was left alone, began to analyze the incident. Well, the dark monster indirectly confirmed some of my assumptions. And what should I do further? The answer was obvious - I will watch and wait. All is not forever, and this will finish. I continued my leisurely flight in the dark. Nothing hindered me.

CAN NOT BE!

Suddenly I noticed that the darkness was no longer absolute. On the other side, ahead grew lighter. And then the darkness began to turn into twilight. A guess was born in me. Maybe I was in one of the layers of the Underworld? And this light was a rising sun. So, this world was a part of the planet. Its rotation continued. I was inside the earth and saw the sunrise in Hell. This was Hell, I had no doubt. And creature that pursued me did not look like an angel. But for what purpose I need them? Or was I just bait?

Dusk became lighter, and I had found that straining, I could see a surface of the Earth. It was like that, as if I was at the bottom of the river and through the thickness of its waters watched something that was moving on its water surface. And this "something" was our earthly life, our world. My world, which I left, when flew away with Ryan. I took a closer look. There were people... a lot of people. It looked like a city. It seemed to me I saw the buildings. People walked along the streets. How could I get there? How could I get out of here?

Okay, do not hurry. You can do it. You defeated the demon, you will be able to come up with something.

I began to investigate this layer, hovering in it like a kite. Looking closer, I noticed that there was not as deserted as it seemed to me in the dark. Here and there flashed some silhouettes. I recognize in many of them amoebae, absorbing energy. Several times these figures moved to me, but approaching, retreated. Probably in me there was enough strength to cope with them, and they felt it.

Also in this world I saw gnomes. They, like on the elevator, were coming down, but never up.

And besides this I witnessed the rise from the bottom up, through this layer, some luminous figures. Who was it?

And here seething life, but completely unfamiliar to me. Once, in the distance, I saw the light, but not ascending, and coming down. It melted beneath. I rushed to it, but did not have time.

And then I saw a black creature. It was moving to me. I won once, but I did not want to get involved in another battle. So I with all possible speed distanced in the opposite direction. More and more I wanted to leave this world.

To become invisible, I formed around me a mirror sphere - anyone who takes a look, would see what it like. Black monster did not stop - so the shield acted. The gnomes were passing through the world from top by transit. So nothing disturbed me more. And to eat, drink, sleep in a disembodied state I did not need.

I could not get out up, but to get down I could not too. I sat down, pressed to what can be considered the surface and began to look as if examining the bottom of the river.

First I saw nothing. I used my increased clairvoyance. Gradually I began to distinguish the vague shadows, some movement. Many small silhouettes. They were busy with something. There was unhurried work. They cleaned something, washed, rubbed. I had not noticed any buildings, all sat in the ditches. I did not feel joy in them.

For a long time I lay and watched. Then suddenly, next to me, from the top a beam of light fell. This channel has penetrated into the lower world and achieved one of the little creatures. In my eyes, it began to change. It began to lighten and transform from a gnome into something else, bright and very nice. After some time in its place a small sun was shining. It was a transformation, and the creature in an optical channel as in the elevator began to rise up. When it passed me by, I noticed the fluid shape of the body and beautiful, inspired face.

So that's how it is! Maybe dwarfs were the hunched souls of people, deprived of light? And the work they had appropriate - boring and pointless. But everything has an end. And when it becomes absolutely unbearable for them and soul asks deliverance – the help comes. Light descends from above and it is transformed into an angel. And the angel decides what it should do next - or become human again, or go even higher.

Oleg, where are you! Do you know that I'm down, here?

Then night came on the Earth. It became darker and in this world. Now I took this quietly. I built to myself a hammock from the air and settled in it, taking care of invisibility. Somewhere over the planet the stars were now shining. And here they were not. However, if you really stare up, you can discern some weak lights.

The night passed quietly, and it became the morning. The darkness receded and turned into a yellowish dusk. Breaking Dawn.

As before, periodically, here and there gnomes were descending and going through the world by transit. Here, not far from me again someone was going down. Interestingly, the figure was quite different. Some ghostly creature was back to me. I looked closely. It's a girl. She turned around ... Oh, God! This was Marina! How did she get here?!

She did not see me - I took care of my invisibility. I rushed to her, but late. Energy channel, elevator went down with Marina. Without thinking, I jumped down into the stream of light. And what happened? I sank down!

A little fear was born in me. I tried to suppress it. And I managed to do this, because the desire to see a friend was in me even stronger.

I was falling down and down. Dusk gets even darker.

Finally the descent was over. I felt under me something dense.

I looked around. Marina was nowhere.

I tried to perceive her energy field. But to no avail.

The landscape of this layer consisted of small hills and ditches. In the ditches were stunted people - gnomes. They still saved residues of belonging to the female or male sex. Most of them were busy with work – scraped and polished some old things. They looked sad and dejectedly. I was sorry for them. Surely, they were the prisoners of this world – like me.

But do not despair, I reminded to myself. The way up was possible, and I recently watched it. When I ducked behind the Marina, did not think about how I will get out of here. I too much wanted to find her. Our meeting on the surface, when we sat on the roof and nice chatting, left a trace. And besides, I wanted to know how she got here. I knew that I was lured into a trap, and wanted to understand what role they gave to Marina.

I’ll try to search for it in this layer. On the Earth Marina ghostly glowed. Maybe it will help me. Despite the day on the surface, here was dim.

How many hours I spent trying to find her, I did not know. A lot. But to no avail.

It seemed that to find her, I'll have to go down even lower. But how?

As I noted, stunted creatures, which I called the dwarfs, from time to time transformed in light and ascended above. But some of them experienced the opposite. They lost the remnants of light and sank down even deeper into the ground. Dark transformation. A dark channel that arose can be used for the descent. I just need to wait for such event and risk.

Drawing such a plan in my head, I began to slowly move through the world, watching the creatures. Some of them looked at me with hope. Such were clearly not the dark. But those, whose gaze was  angry or too sad - obvious contenders. Excuse me, my friends, that I could not help you!

Here, not far from me, one of the dwarfs darkened, and then if went down. A suction funnel formed. His neighbors had fled, fearing that they will follow him. And no wonder - one of them sank after him.

It was impossible to delay. The funnel began to close. I looked up where it was lighter, sent a mental call to Oleg, and then jumped behind gnomes.

DOWN

The descent was very fast. As before, at the same time the space became even darker. I was falling down.

Then I felt that passed some boundary. The world had changed - had become even denser. If I breathe, I would say that I started to choke.

I looked around. Nothing and no one. Not a single creature. And my gnomes disappeared.

The strange sound came. I listened, trying to understand what it resembled. In memory came the image of the city and human feet in shoes, going on the asphalt. That it was, exactly this. Many steps. And not a soul...

Suddenly I felt that it was not the end, and the descent continued. I did not stay in this world. The funnel led in somewhere else. Below.

I went down again. Again passed a barrier of changing in density.

In front of me opened a new layer - even darker and denser. I felt a slowdown of falling. Then I stopped. I was standing on something tangible.

The funnel was no more. I looked around. And here were my gnomes. They were sitting on the ground (or rather, on the fact that it can be considered). The same confused as I was. Male and female creatures huddled to one another. Saw me, ran, sat closer. I did not mind.

On the surface now was a day, and here it was gloomier than nowhere. Here and there grew some vegetation like moss. It glowed with scarlet unkind light.

Then I noticed strange structures like caves, randomly collected from the stones. Everywhere flashed silhouettes of beings. Looking closer, I found that it were the same dwarves from the upper world. Their clothing was more ragged and untidy. They were terrified, hiding in caves, quickly moving between them.

So, but I was here on business. Where was my friend? Marina, answer...

At the top of one of the piles of stones I saw a gray creature. Its view was unfamiliar me. It embraced by paws the stones and pressed its body to them. The most expressive in its image was its muzzle. Huge, indescribably sad eyes. It seemed that the creature was going to howl of anguish. It looked at us, and I involuntarily took a step forward. My gnomes in terror seized me by the arms and dragged off somewhere to the side. I did not resist. I was as if hypnotized.

We headed to the cave. It glowed, and this light was not as gloomy as in everything else. I saw blue sparks. We dove there. The entrance was narrow, rather a manhole. But inside was spacious, and as it turned out, crowded. Hundreds two gnomes huddled here. When we entered, they first became agitated and recoiled. But then they realized that there was nothing to fear and calmed down.

I made my way between them and read in their eyes a great desire to get out of here up. They talked quietly among themselves. Against this background of quietly mumbling it was more surprising to me to hear someone's loud speech, more precisely, powerful floods of energy impulses. They seemed very familiar me - the same rebellious tone. I rushed forward to the voice. Kids obediently parted. And finally, I saw the one, which I was looking for, the sake of which I descended here. The ghost girl - Marina...

In the first few seconds of meeting we looked in shock at each other, and then started talking simultaneously.

- How did you get here?!!

This was the question posed by both of us at the same time.

I answered first.

- I saw you going down, and went after. And you?

- I saw you too. You down, and I down.

- But you were in Murmansk!

- That's right, I was! But I'm free, do not forget. Wanted to travel and began to fly around the world. But at one point I was so drawn to the pyramids! And I flew to Giza. Sat down on the head of the Sphinx and began to get pleasure out of life - well, you know me! - Marina giggled.

- You're distracted! - I tried to look at her with a shadow of reproach.

- Yes, right, I'm sorry. So, I sat on the Sphinx, enjoyed the freedom and beauty of the night. Suddenly I saw you. You with some guy marched past me and dived into the nearest pyramid. And the red-haired guy with you – who is he, by the way?

- The long history. But I’ll tell you, when you're done.

- Almost finished. I rushed behind you. I had to look for you at first time. And then it seemed to me that you flashed and disappeared around the corner. I went behind you, you from me, I behind you, but you was there. And so I found myself in a room. Usual Pharaonic room, in one of corners was a tremendous mirror. And so I wanted to look in it!

- And you looked.

- Yes. And I saw in it you. You called me.

- And you took my hand...

- And fell into darkness.

- You and I have the same story - I summed up. - We have been scammed.

- And who cheated us?

- Exactly this red-haired guy. Only it seems to me, he was not alone. There is a conspiracy - I added.

- Yes, my friend, we're in trouble.

- And how did you move from world to world? Did you follow the dwarfs?

- Yes, I did - confirmed Marina - but first I wandered in the dark.

- It is a pity that we have not encountered yet then!

- Yes. Have you met black monsters?

- I even tied one of them - I boasted.

- No, I just ran away.

- It’s easy to cope with them. Need to tie them with mental magic rope.

- But I am not a magician - Marina smiled.

- All ghosts are magicians. You need only to want. Well, more on that later. Now let's think how we get out.

- Well, that's the most important thing. What do you think, where are we?

- I think it's another materiality, more precisely, infernality.

- More precisely, Hell.

- Apparently so.

- And what relation has all this to your Midnight Ride?

- He is the main traitor of humanity. Concurrently, the demon.

- I do not quite understand...

- Does the name of Judas say you about something?

- But this is a biblical character. Fiction.

- Not really. He is as real as you and I - I looked at my transparent hand - even more than we are now.

- Unbelievable - Marina whispered. - Maybe you've seen and the one whom he betrayed?

- Jesus? – I so easy uttered this name as if it was my old friend, - Imagine yes. I met him thanks to Oleg. When they teleported our with mother bodies. They camp in Egypt, on the coast.

Marina looked charmed. Then she pronounced.

- I have not surprised yet anything. I died, but continue to live. You are walking in a dream without a body. And we both got into some incredibly strange world. After all it’s just stupid to doubt in something!

I smiled and nodded.

FIGHT

At this point, around us tots began the romp and hustle. They greatly feared of something. They were all frightened and looked at one of the entrances. And those that were near tried to move away from it.

- What is there, what do you think? - I asked Marina.

- Everything! We do not know this world. Demons. Did you see gray beings with melancholy eyes?

- Yes, I did. Something strange is in them. The look asks for help, but I do not believe them.

At this moment near the entrance we heard a rustle. And after that we saw a paw. A creature of earthy gray color tried to crawl inside.

- Nastya, this is exactly it. Is it dangerous, how you think?

- Gnomes are afraid of him. Probably, yes.

Stunted creatures, meanwhile, panicked and rushed to the two remaining outputs. It seemed a gray creature fills them horror.

At this point it is entirely climbed inside and turned out quite large. The creature turned its sad look on the crowd of tots. Apparently, this look had some kind of magical power. Dwarfs began to sway and then, obedient to its will, by small steps went down to the monster

- Marina, do not look in his eyes. There is something in them. Something mesmeric - I warned my friend.

- Look, what’s with them! - Exclaimed Marina.

Indeed, the situation had changed. A whole group of gnomes from the front rows instead of slowly approaching, suddenly literally ran toward the gray monster. And then something terrible had happened. Monster grabbed one of them. The gnome squeaked, began to struggle. But claws firmly pressed him. We could not look at it indifferently, and rushed to help. I imagined that I had a whip in my hand and began to beat monster. Marina fought with bare ghostly hands. The monster was strong, his grip terrible, but this did not help it. We liberated the gnome. It released tot and crawled through the passage.

Little creature first thrashed about in horror, but we managed to calm him down. He cuddled to his brethren and those comforted him too as best they could.

- Have you seen this? Let's go out and fight with him! – Marina did not say, and cried to me with her thoughts.

I agreed. And when we were going to do it, as out of the passage arose another monster. Maybe the same. Probably there were a lot of them here, and they have the lunch time.

- Well, now we'll show them. Yes, Nastya?

- Let's go - I tried to stay calm, because otherwise it would be difficult to use magical powers. Then again activated my whip and set to work.

Marina also fought successfully. I saw the crossbow in her hands. She recharged it with arrows that mentally created, and send them one by one in the monster. And I lashed him with a whip.

Monster very much did not like this technique. He met every hit or arrow with roar.

- Here's to you! Here's to you! – Marina accompanied her shooting - get! You will know how to offend the smallest!

I was absolutely in solidarity with her. Whoever they were, it is Evil, we felt it. And sad, wistful look - this was just a disguise. The Evil has many masks - you need to remember that. And good, as a rule, have nothing to hide.

Our attacks were accompanied by cheers of dwarfs.

Finally, the monster broke down and chose to recede. He crawled into the passage. It was not easy, but doable.

- It is necessary to seal the inputs! - I cried to Marina.

- Let’s find the stones.

- No, let’s better create them. Did you forget about our own abilities?

- It’s true, I forgot. I did not accustom yet.

I imagined a pile of stones at the entrance, and as it expected, they were there. Marina busied herself by another entrance. Finally, all the passages were bricked up.

- Now we are safe! - Announced my friend.

- In the relative safety – I corrected, - we do not know their capabilities. What if is this barricade for them on one hit with a paw?

- One way or another, but we have the time.

- I agree. Let’s think how we’ll get out.

In my everyday life, I never got into such a complex situation. Before parents and the state solved all my problems. I was a passive observer of my own destiny. Now everything was in my hands. And, you know, I liked it very much, despite the dangers. I had never felt so alive. In recent days I completely changed my perception of the world and no longer think like a primitive human being, that I was to this day. Oleg and his friends opened the door for me to Heaven. I looked there, and I liked it what I saw. And even the fact that I was not careful, and I was here in hell, I did not consider this as an error, but rather as a kind of experience, not less valuable than anything before. I did not lose faith that we will get out of there.

All these considerations I have outlined to Marina. The girl ghost, how can she doubt in my words? She had no doubt.

- You know, I had some idea.

- I am listening, - Marina looked at me carefully.

- Do you remember how you got here?

- Of course. I descended through the portal-funnel, followed by gnome.

- That's right. I did it by the same way. Did you see the reverse process?

- The ascending?

- That's it. I watched the transformation of our tots. They became lighter, and then ascended up. And, mind you, lift channel was exactly the same.

- So what do you then did not use it? - Marina tried to find out.

- First, I wanted to find you.

- And secondly?

- I was at a distance and did not fall into the cone of action. Nevertheless, I believe that the process is similar.

- You have a great talent for magic. Why can you not create such portal right now? – My companion threw a trump card.

- I do not know. I do not have enough strength, - I was honest as I could. - Hey, let’s not argue. In my opinion, this is the only way out of here. Let's better focus on how to increase the power and create a channel, and not criticize.

- My criticism is constructive - Marina was justified. And then she agreed:

- Okay, okay, I will not. I'm just looking for a way. Maybe I can help? Can we join forces?

- Let's try to imagine the way simultaneously.

I started to paint in the mind the ladder to Heaven. I felt the mental support of Marina. The staircase turned out very soundly. For some reason, made of white marble. I always see such when represent the path to Heaven. However, there was one "but". She rested against the roof.

- Nothing will come, - I cried – we need to get out of there. Immediately into another world we can’t rise on the stairs.

Again a pause.

- Do you think about the same thing what I do? - Said Marina.

- Yes I am. We must not throw tots. This is despicable.

- I agree. We will not give up.

And we looked at the gnomes:

- Are you with us?

The answer was affirmative vigorous nods and cheers. They looked at us with hope.

- How many of them?

- Hundreds two, no less.

- Okay, we will cope, - Marina assessed the situation.

- And how to extricate ourselves on the roof? What's next? - She thought.

- We will think - I encouraged - there is a small plan.

The Rescue Mission started.

ESCAPE

I turned to gnomes and sent them an informational message. Actually, this was the main method of communication here.

- Do not be afraid! And stay close to each other and to us. Listen to what we say. And help each other. Okay?

- Yes, - said a chorus of voices.

- Let’s quietly go up.

Marina and I moved first. Tots follow us.

We were somewhere in the middle of the stairs when heard in the passageways some gnashing. Apparently, the monsters tried to get inside. We a little accelerated the pace of movement. On the top I started to make the hole. I imagined that in my hands there was a laser. With its help I burned through a hole in the roof. We penetrated therethrough. It was easy to us with Marina - we were ghostly. But the materiality of gnomes was much denser, and because of this they were stuck every second.

But, nevertheless, slowly, one after the other, they climbed out into the hole.

- What is now? - Marina asked - you said that you have an idea. I think we need a plane.

- It has a complex structure, I will not be able to create it.

- Then, the helicopter.

- It’s the same. And we have a lot of gnomes – we will not have enough space. We need something simpler.

- In my childhood I saw the cartoon about a flying ship - reminded my friend.

- It's interesting. I saw it too. How do you like the magic carpet?

- In my opinion, this is the most suitable. It is necessary to make it big.

- Great idea.

I concentrated, emitted out of myself the mental matter, which, thanks to my will, began to take shape.

I mentally had woven the cloth of needed size, gave to it rigidity. To create the pattern I have not time. The result was a huge cream carpet.

I commanded tots to climb over the carpet, and they did it.

In the meantime, we heard the sounds of pursuit. Below gray monster climbed the stairs behind us. Marina pushed on the carpet last group of gnomes. Jumped after them.

- We must to fly away.

I imagined how our flying raft soars skyward.

Obeying my thoughts, the carpet rose above the construction of the stones where we were hiding. And just in time - from the hole appeared the gray muzzle. The creature was no longer able to reach out to us, and it seemed, it can’t fly. All that left - to see off us with a melancholy gaze.

SONG

We were moving on and on. Gnomes were happily squeaking. Finally, I noticed something like wasteland. Nearby could not see any buildings or monsters. I offered Marina to land here and she agreed.

Now we should raise our inner light that automatically should entail the occurrence of the portal. That was my understanding of the mechanism of creating of the energy channel. But is this in the reality? We will not know until we try.

- Marina, how will we do it? How can we enlighten simultaneously hundred men?

- Maybe the prayer?

- That's good. But how to pray in unison to all souls vibrate and sparkle?

- I think I know what will help us - My companion smiled happily.

- What is it? Speak soon!

- We have to sing!

I understood immediately. How I did not guess? Song - it's one of the best means of mutual unity and uplift of mood.

- Very Well! About what are we going to sing?

- Of course, about love! - Instantly replied Marina.

- Yes, of course!

And so we two and another two hundred of small creatures stood in a circle and held hands. I closed my eyes and began to sing. Singing in the subtle world is a little different from the singing on the earth. I began the note of love and handed it to others. They took it, and repeatedly reinforced melody flew around and ascended skyward.

At some point, I opened my eyes and saw the chase. The wave of monsters was moving to us - gray and black. Saying nothing to anybody I continued. Our song was beautiful. I was able to observe its effects - faces and figures of gnomes became to resemble human.

And suddenly there occurred the most impressive thing. We ourselves and the space around us began to twinkle with soft, flickering light. He enveloped us like a fog. From each one of us up stretched the ray. Rays came together and hit like a sword. It cut the dark sky above us and in it appeared a portal. A huge funnel, which began to rotate. The substance of the space rushed in it. I noticed that our flying raft too began to rise up.

However, the demons were getting closer and closer. It was already possible to distinguish their creepy grinning muzzles. Marina saw it and sent me the impulse of despair:

- We do not have time!

- We must.

The main thing to the tots will not stop singing, otherwise our energy will not be enough, and the portal will close - will disappear. And we with a new force joined the chorus in the glory of love.

But then something happened that we were so afraid. Gnomes have noticed the approaching monsters. Their small throats in horror could not make a sound. The song was interrupted. Only we were with Marina. But our voices were not enough. Light was gradually decreasing. The darkness gradually covered the portal, like the ice covers a puddle in the frost.

We were in turmoil. Gnomes huddled and fearfully trembled. And we? We were ready to fight. However, there was another variant - we could quickly rise up our carpet into the air and fly away. But had we enough time?

- We'll have to fight! - I cried to Marina.

- I see. Oh, how many of them.

We stood ahead, protecting the little creatures. Now it will be hot! We watched, how we were surrounded by dreary eyes and glowing rubies. They wanted to catch us. But they will not get us!

I was about to mentally create a weapon, when suddenly inside me a voice arose...

SALVATION

Oh, this voice I waited for ages, but it did not appear. I would not be confused this impulse-call with anything else! Oleg! At last!

- Nastya!

- Oleg, help, we are in danger! - Not quiet inside, as before, and I cried out loud in response.

Marina a couple of seconds looked at me in astonishment and then squealed:

- Olezhenka, save us! We are weak, and there are many of them! They are preparing to attack! Take us out of here, please!

She used me as a transmitting station and broadcasted this desperate SOS. If our situation was not so serious, I would have laughed heartily.

But we did not have time for laugh. The voice of Oleg spoke in me clearly, as if reading the safety instructions.

- Nastya, now calm down.

- Yes I am. Understood.

- Ensure that all were on the carpet. I will lead you.

And I got down to business. Not delaying, I led the dwarfs. All were in place. And as soon as I checked, we rose into the air. And, like last time, just in time. Because right below us were demons. Not less than fifty, three different suits. Among them were the amoeba and vampires, very transparent. Their paws were near, but could not get us.

I wonder how these amoeba get in our world? And at this moment I got the answer.

Our carpet rushed into the light funnel-portal created by Oleg. I had not seen him, but felt the power of his magic. With us in the funnel rushed substance of the surrounding world. I noticed that the demons also, as a whirlwind of swirling leaves, were flying behind us. And I could not do anything.

We passed through the portal. The tots looked at what was happening with wide open eyes. It was evident that they were afraid. But at the same time, the taste of adventure intertwined into this fear. So far so good, and it seemed to me that they even liked what was happening to them. Chase, escape. At least, it was much more interesting than their lives in the ditches.

I also, in spite of a certain surrealism of what was happening, within myself quietly rejoiced. Especially now, when Oleg was with me again. Whatever was happening, it was incredible. So I decided not to hurry to wrap up, but just live with the current moment. The word of the Eastern Wisdom – Tao – came to my mind. The Way. To know the truth, we must find the Tao. We need to ourselves be this way. We must swim in the stream of Being, and watch the shores of fate out from the little vessel of the life.

And as soon as I think of it, as our carpet turned into a boat. A very large boat. And we found ourselves in the energy flow like a river.

I was sitting on the bow of the boat. The gnomes enthusiastically were squeaking in the middle. And Marina was the steering at the stern. What a miracle! We looked at each other silently and smiled at each other. We began to like our journey.

It was time to talk with Oleg.

- Oleg, we are in the river. But it is not real. This is energy, it's everywhere, flickers and carries us somewhere. By my feels – somewhere upward. This river was created by you?

- No, Anastasia, it is your own. You’ve done it. I'm merely pointing the way for your consciousness and opening the doors. But you control the ship. And you do well. Good for You! I do not expect so from you. You grow up in such a short period of time.

- Thank you.

- It is too early to relax. Look back – where are your pursuers.

I followed the advice. I turned back my head and began to stare into the gloom behind us. In the haze of energetic mist it was not easy to make out something. However, after a few seconds I was able to notice silhouettes. No doubt! The chase continued! Demons were sucked into the vortex. Marina saw the same thing. Her worried look asked me what we would do.

And I aloud replied:

- Oleg with us! He will help.

Marina calmed down a bit. And we swam further - looped and turned, soared and fell like on a rock river. Or the movement of the boat slowed, became more power, as on the flat river. Only there would not be a waterfall - I joked to myself.

So we flew in the space of energy. And if there were not persecutors, I would not trade these moments of flight for anything else. And maybe it was good that we were chased - this gave to the experiences the extraordinary sharpness. I still liked my life, though ghostly!

But here in front of us something changed. The flow of energy was becoming more and more transparent. With all my nature I felt reducing of the density of the surrounding world. It became easier, more spacious, and fresher, as if we were out of the stuffy room into the open air.

I saw in front of us matte shine and wet shine. It looked like a huge water column. What's this? Ocean? Sea?

How there were our persecutors? They were a little closer. I saw that they are working hard and rowed methodically by paws as by oars. They wanted to overtake and grab. But now, when Oleg was with us, I was much calmer. I was hoping for the aid of my angel and his army. But Oleg was right - too early to relax. How could we know all capabilities of the Evil.

The voice of Oleg sounded in me:

- Nastya, now you will pass to our world.

- Is it dangerous? The passing?

- No, just a larger amount of light. You with Marina just will go back to the previous state. But your companions long time have not been above, they need to adapt. Create, just in case, a protective dome. I know you will manage.

I obeyed. Focused and surrounded us and our boat with the screen. And on time - after a moment the transparency of space increased, and immediately after that we just rushed into the water column. Our sparse bodies penetrated through it, if it was not water, and air.

And my protective screen additionally mitigated the force of its counteracting. The tots were delighted. We swam as if in the submersible and like an air bubble, jumped up. And ... found ourselves on the surface of a huge lake. The weather was windy and the waves of different heights were rolling on the lake. Water glistened and sparkled with myriads of sparks.

Above us was lying the starry night sky. So many stars were scattered there that it seemed the entire universe came to greet us. The disc of the moon shone in the sky like a bright round saucer. Its light was drawing the monolith of pyramidal mountain on the shore of the lake. The mountain was surrounded by rainbow aura. And from the top a beam of light rushed up.

Where did we float to the surface?

A luminous figure was quickly approaching from the side of the mountain to us. And I already knew whom I will see. The same fluttering in the wind blond hair. Bluish aura hugged his body like a cape. Our boat, woven of magic, rocked on the real waves. The last meters to it Oleg overcome, gliding through the water. And here we were again together. He gently put his arm around me, and I clung to his chest:

- Hello, Nastya!

- Oleg!

But for questions we did not have the time. The portal to the underworld was not yet closed, and our pursuers could come out of it at any moment. I expected it with a stress.

- What will we do?

- Do not worry, a surprise will be for them, - my friend reassured me.

  And at this very moment the invasion began. Cavalcade of monsters of three different colors became to emerge out from the depths of the lake. Our gnomes screamed in horror, we with Marina were ready to fight back. And only Oleg was calm as always. He was waiting for something. Monsters, confident in their strength and our vulnerability, began to surround the boat, swimming closer and closer. And our ship swayed on the incessant waves.

And suddenly something was going on with the demons.

Here one of the vampires became to be inflated like a balloon. And then - bang! Burst. And neighboring black monster with ruby eyes also increased in size, and then exploded. And gray creatures with sad eyes could not escape their fate.

All of them, so wanting to attack us and destroy, one after another died for no apparent reason. No one survived, all exploded. And when, finally, the latter was not, the silence hung above the lake, broken only by the lapping of waves. So, without fighting, we won.

I in a daze was staring at my friend, and then, unable to stand, asked:

- What happened to them? Nobody touched them.

- The lake touched them.

-?!

- Do you know where we are?

- I have little idea.

- It's the Himalayas. The mountain - Kailash. The lake - Rakshastal. I specifically brought you here.

- But for what?

- In Rakshastal water flows from Kailash. This is the most holy water on Earth. It carries the energy of Shambhala. It is able to destroy any evil. In humans, this lake is not famous, because their vibrations are weak and water of the lake destroys them. For them there is more suited the softer - Manasarovar. But it will not hurt pure souls.

I was worried - what will happen to the gnomes? They are still immature, just out of the lower worlds, where so little of light.

But I should not have worried. At this very moment there was a surprised whoop of Marina. The second miracle was waiting for me after the unexpected victory. In the boat there were no gnomes. Instead, I saw many beautiful angelic faces. They looked at me with sparkling eyes of different colors, and behind their backs on my eyes grew wings. Transformation was accomplished! One after another they soared like birds. It was an extraordinary sight! Two hundred of winged glowing creatures hovered in the night sky over the lake. We were looking at them with admiration. And they were thanking us with happy looks. Their captivity in the dark dungeon completed. Freedom!

Then they waved by wings in farewell and vanished into the night.

- That's all. Marina, we nevertheless saved them! - I could not hold back my heady happiness.

- Yes, we managed! And we ourselves were saved! – The joy of Marina was no less than mine.

And Oleg supported us both:

- How am I proud of you! I did not expect that you will be able this. You snatched two hundred souls from the clutches of demons – only mighty mages can do this.

Leaving the boat, we soared up into the air.

- Oleg, I have a lot of questions for you.

- I know.

- Where are we going now? Probably, it's time for me to wake up. And how is my mom?

- Everything is ok with your mother, she is with Maria. It's time to wake up, and just about this I wanted to talk to you. And we're flying to Kailas.

CONVERSATION

- Who is waiting for us? Those, in whose camp I am spending the night? - Usual good humor gradually returned to me.

- Yes, and not only they.

- Can we linger a little bit?

- You know that in this world punctual presence is not optional.

- Okay.

- I know your first question - why did I not save you. Yes?

- You are right.

- The answer is - I did not know. None of us knew what had happened. We were all here in the Himalayas. And Ryan flew up here, and Jesus. In Egypt, there were only Maria, you and your mom.

- But why did you not guess, when I did not wake up in that morning?

- You woke up.

-?

- Not only you was cheated. Imagine, we also can be misled. Some essence has captured your body, cleverly disguised as you. And Maria did not suspect anything.

The cheating would last longer, but two days later some anxiety was born in me. Usually you regularly think about me, though one thought, but sent. And here - two days of silence. It’s my fault - I had to guess. But we were too busy here in the Abode. And in the end I lost you.

I was looking at Oleg with wide open eyes. So that's how it all happened.

- Now do you understand?

- Yes I am. But many times I called you from below. Why did you not felt?

- I guess that all your calls were strongly blocked.

- But for what? Why am I needed them?

- More correct to ask - why are we needed them? For the same, for what all people are needed, and not only people. The whole universe. The answer is obvious - they want to live. And our Light is a direct threat to their existence. Naturally, they want to kill it at all costs. And you're very talented, fast-paced – they do not need one more mighty white magician in the Earth.

- I'm sick of this war! Will be the end of it?

- Yes. It will be finished. But not soon. The Earth - it is quite a quiet place. There are worse.

- I never thought that could be worse.

- Imagine. But situation on about half of celestial bodies of the universe is much more pleasant. And in heaven - there everything is generally another.

- I want to Heaven! And all to Heaven, the whole Earth!

- You are already by one foot there. You need just to end up. As for the Earth and for it the time will come. People should become wiser. That's when the sky itself will come down to Earth and then it will ascend up.

- How beautiful! And when this will happen?

- Any development occurs gradually. We should not hurry – do you remember what I said?

- Yes, I do.

Marina flew just behind us, so we were with Oleg as if alone.

- You know, after all that I gone through, I have learned patience. And I realized that I really love you, but not as a man but as a friend.

- That's what I was waiting for.

- My love was melted down and became more relaxed and sublime.

- Now you possess a cosmic sense of love, and it does not have sex. Any creature worthy of love and it is able to give it.

- One thing remains constant.

- What is it?

- My desire to be close to you, to follow as an assistant, learning from you.

- Life of Cosmic Magician is full of concerns and dangers. Are you ready to completely abandon yourself and devote your existence to salvation of millions of souls?

- I think so.

- Do not hurry, think carefully.

- I think this is the best profession in the world. When we with Marina rescued gnomes, I felt like I was the channel of universal love. Waterfalls of energy were flowing through me. As if I dissolve in everything, and everything in me. In order to go through like that, I'm ready to leave my former life. Especially because there was nothing that could not be forgotten. The only thing is my parents. My love for them is boundless, and I can’t lose them too. Is it possible to be a magician, and at the same time be a human?

- It is possible. About this I wanted to talk to you. We fly to the mighty beings. They will offer you a choice. I have no right to insist, but nevertheless you know my advice.

- What is it?

  - You will learn.

And Oleg fell silent. He left for the judgment of my consciousness some mystery that could affect my future, my whole life. He did not want to decide for me and I appreciated his tact. Oh, Oleg...

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CELEBRATION

In the meantime we reached the top of Kailash. Never any human has conquered it. But we were not people. Only two ghosts and one superhuman.

Kailash constantly surrounded by a special energy field. Myriads of beings invisible for ordinary eyes are soaring over the mountain and the surrounding area, creating a continuous flow of spiritual power. It's like the umbilical cord that connects the Earth with the Cosmos. And through this channel constantly the Earth receives information from the higher Plans. The integrity of the umbilical cord can’t be broken until the baby is born. That is why Kailash must remain inviolable.

All this information was displayed in vivid images in my mind while we were descending the northern slope.

We flew a little more and found ourselves in a small valley, surrounded on all sides by mountain peaks. The valley was like a bottle whose narrow neck presented an open passage on the north side. The whole area was filled with people - pilgrims and lamas in traditional Buddhist robes. Apart from them, I noticed a lot of ghostly creatures like us with Marina. And everywhere there were many shining spheres - such as Oleg and his squad. All participants were located in concentric circles around the flat rock near the north aisle.

- What is it? Where are we? - I began to pester to my companion with issues.

- This is a celebration of the Nativity of Christ.

- But why is it here, in the Himalayas?

- And why not? Christ is a World Leader. He is a Teacher for Buddhists too. Everything is interconnected.

- And where is Jesus? After all, he is a hero of the occasion. And his companions?

- If you are about our Egyptian friends, they are out there - and Oleg pointed to a group of people.

I looked.

- Oh, there's my mom!

- Yes, she's there. As for Jesus, the holiday is not entirely in his honor. It is dedicated to Christ.

- Is not this the same person? More precisely, the superhuman.

- No. Jesus is our Egyptian Master, the great Teacher. But Christ - this is the Spirit of this planet. He is its father and head. This is a unique entity. He hasn’t sex. He or she – this is only words. And two thousand years ago, Jesus gave his body to Christ for manifestation.

  - So that's why, when I asked in Murmansk about Christ, you said that he was not quite the one whom he is considered.

- Exactly. However, this information is important only to the initiated. And for all the people all of this is not essential.

On a flat rock near the narrow passage, a huge crystal bowl stood, having extremely elegant form and with gold inlay. From the beginning it caught my attention with its brilliance. Exactly near this cup at this moment some activity began. Right above it, from the air, suddenly arose contours of three majestic figures. These were three beings of human appearance and very tall. Three men with beautiful appearance, shining as if they were lit by electricity.

Their appearance made the ranks of pilgrims, lamas and others those present to become happily agitated. Following this the common jubilant cry was sounded in the valley. Then, the central soaring figure raised a hand in greeting, and after this, in the language unknown to me, in the form of chanting, he pronounced some kind of mantras. It had made a wonderful effect on the audience. All stretched their arms up in the prayer and so stood motionless until the song lasted. Although, I did not know the words, but I felt its great power. All my body vibrated in unison. I looked at Oleg and Marina. Happening to them was the same. It was a great call of love and faith. It seemed to me that the echo, repeating the words several times, carried them away further, beyond the valley, in order to convey worldwide.

- And I did not know that in Christmas such miracle happens! - I whispered to Oleg. – Is this the Christ?

- Yes He is.

- And who is next to him?

- Manu, the keepers of humanity.

Finally sounded the final notes and the singing was ended. Silence descended on the valley. However, the voltage of energy was so great that this silence rang.

- Pilgrims and lamas remain in this valley for three days. Wesak, Easter and Christmas are the greatest events of the year for them, and they want to imbibe this day in them and everything connected with it. Christ appeared before them personally, and for them it's most valuable gift. Now it’s the time for communication with Teachers.

- So, it turns, Judas betrayed not Jesus, but Christ, - I was thinking out loud.

- Through Jesus Christ incarnated, and Judas did not understand this fact. But after this he repented.

- By the way, about Judas. Ryan – is he?

- Yes he is.

- Do you know that he pushed me down to hell?

- He?

- At night, three days ago, he accompanied me to the pyramids, and then, in one of them, he pushed me through the mirror-portal.

- It is impossible. Three days ago, in the evening, they came here with Jesus, in the Himalayan Abode. Then in Egypt, there were three of you.

- Yes, but... I thought it was him... Really I was deceived?

- Most likely. We were all deceived. But I'm sure, Judas is not blame. He has changed a lot. More faithful person I've never met.

- I trust you.

- The demons want us to doubt each in other.

Marina, who was silent all this time, flew to us:

- I liked the ceremony. Solemnly! Nastya, what next? I want to fly over the Himalayas. So beautiful places!

- Maybe after? Would you like to visit Christ with me? He appreciated your act and wanted to talk to you.

Marina agreed. Meanwhile, in the valley the pilgrims poured water from the crystal bowl. Christ with Manu stood behind it, surrounded by a large group of people and creatures. We went to them. Among them I found a group of Egyptian Teachers. O God, and my mom was here with Maria! I flew up to her and hugged with my transparent hands. Mom shuddered:

- Nastya?

- Yes, it’s me.

- Nastya, my daughter, I was so worried!

- It's okay, mom!..

I and Marina flew behind Oleg and found ourselves before that, who led the evolution of our planet.

- Do not be afraid - I heard inside the council of Oleg.

I did not have time to say anything in response, because in this moment the grand essence called by the people the Christ, turned upon me his shining gaze. And at the same time my mind was merged with something more than me. I as if penetrated into our Earth. I became aware of all the subtle nuances and events taking place in it. Speechless with amazement, I could only watch. All the processes and phenomena occurring in the world in an instant were subject to my understanding. It was a miracle! Standing before me was the greatest of the gods of our planet, its mentor and guardian.

And then the voice sounded in me:

- Nastya, I've been watching you. You evolve very quickly. And your last deed - the salvation of souls from the lower worlds - is amazing. During the day your abilities have increased enormously, and you overcame the path of hundreds of years.

Furthermore, I am aware of your warm feelings to the Cosmic Wanderer and Magician, which you call Oleg.

I said nothing, only listened to the voice of immense strength within myself. He continued:

- In connection with this, let me offer you assistance. I will raise your energy level and help to create a new body of light. You will become similar to Oleg and will be able to travel with him in the universe. At the same time all your capacities for magic will increase. Superfast flight, the materialization from the air, omniscience, and other. And you will not need to fall asleep to all this became possible. And not only that - much more.

But you do not necessarily agree. And also, you do not need to give an answer right now. You can think as much as necessary. You can return to your former body and live in it. And then, if you will change your mind, call me again.

That such information suddenly fell on my poor ghostly head. And although I dreamed of becoming as Oleg, be with him from the very moment when he first came to me, I suddenly felt notes of uncertainty. Something prevented me.

And Jesus immediately told me the reasons:

- You do not know – will or not you be able then to live as a human, to be with your parents, with people. My answer is - of course. Look at Oleg. This human body was never born. He made it himself. And if he will want - will be different. And you can change the image by your choice. The world of people will remain open for you, as before. Even more. You can get to know people in a new way, to know them even better than before. Because then they would no longer be able to hurt you, because it will not be able to hurt you or kill.

As for your mother, she will not mind. And you still will be able to spend time with her as much as you want.

I still said nothing, but my mind already changed. All my fears were allayed. And now only one thing remained - to say "yes."

And I said:

- I agree. Not then, but now.

- Nastya, do not worry. In five minutes you will feel my impact.

And yet I was a little afraid. New always a little scared me. I remembered a conversation with Oleg and his council to accept the offer, which will follow. Even then he knew future developments. I wanted with a new force to be like him and be with him. And I finally decided. Five minutes expire. I looked at my friends. In their eyes - great love. Oleg flew up to me and took my hand:

- I'm with you.

And at that moment I heard again the voice of Christ:

- Nastya, are you ready?

- Probably, yes.

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TRANSFORMATION

And then from nowhere a shining rod made of unknown metal appeared in the hand of God. Huge diamonds scintillated along the edges. It was surrounded by flame, which passed into the hand of Christ, but did not burn it. He raised the wand into the sky. A lightning fell from there and struck into the magical scepter. And then Jesus directed it at me. And all the stored energy in it passed into me.

If say that I was blinded by light, it would mean to say nothing. It exploded me. I did not longer feel the hand of Oleg. A myriad of sounds were born in me. Millions of fiery creatures broke into me and began to whirl inside. I have lived eons in a moment. And I forgot where I was. All my past incarnations surfaced in the mind with incredible clarity. I ceased to be Anastasia Snow, and was revived in thousands of lives. I died and was born again. And understand the purpose and meaning of our existence. And this knowledge has softened me. I melted as the metal in the furnace in order to turn into something beautiful. And in the midst of all this my love lived, not only for Oleg, but for everything in the world.

And then began to appear contours of the physical world. Again I saw the faces of my mom, Jesus, Judas, Maria Magdalene, all the apostles, Marina. And finally, of Oleg. Everyone was looking at me in astonishment. And I felt that I had a new body. It was transparent as a crystal ball and glowed like a star. And I did not need the usual human vision to see it through.

Christ was in front of me and Manu too. He already had put away the Wand.

- It’s all. Nastya, now you're reborn. Welcome back!

With all my strength I sent him in response the currents of gratitude and love. He accepted and said:

- Trivia! I was glad to be helpful to you!

Following this, Christ and Manu soared over the cup, sent greetings to all the past, and then disappeared into the air. All over, the celebration was coming to the end.

So I became the Cosmic Magician, but this was only the beginning. My body was a sphere-star. I remembered the names that a few days ago, in a wonderful night in Egypt, the apostles gave me. Genat named me Lebna, and Hwan – Choon-Hee. The heart, spirit and the spring girl. Only now I much more began to correspond to these words. I blossomed like a spring flower, and I was full of love.

But the earthly could not disappear from me instantly. Moreover, beings in human form stood in front of me. Experience of life on the Earth can’t be forgotten in an instant. Thousands incarnations left indelible mark in me. And though I became a superhuman, my soul still loved this planet more than anything else. So I wished to get the usual for me human form.

And what happened?

New body obediently responded to my thought. The sphere immediately transformed - I had the head and limbs. I gave to my face the former features.

I did not create the lungs, heart and other internal organs - decided that I'll do it later. Now it was not important.

Another became more important. I felt an unprecedented fullness of life. Suddenly everything became natural and easy. Rivers of energy were flowing in me by powerful streams, and I could manage them.

Mom looked at me. She was smiling and crying at the same time.

- My daughter, I always knew you were different from the rest, but so much different! I hope you did not leave me? I love you so much!

- Mom, what are you! Of course not! I promise that half of the time, as before, I will spend at home. And my new abilities will help us save money on purchases - and I winked. – Do you not refuse, if I will make you some stocks in the refrigerator?

We both were already laughing.

- Okay. You persuaded. But you must be at home to eleven! - Mom wagged by finger to me jokingly.

- Okay, Mom. I agree. But sometimes I'll be away. You want me to look the world?

I hugged her and kissed.

- And I'm not going to rush to tell all to your father. He is such a conservative. You better yourself solve, how and when.

- Mom, I do not say goodbye.

- I'll see you at home. I’ll be waiting for you for the New Year!

After that I went to a group of Egyptian white mages so warmly welcomed me. Blue eyes of Jesus as before penetrated deeply into my consciousness.

- You did the right thing. This is the best solution. You prepared your body for the transformation during the previous incarnations. Christ only accelerated what once would have happened by itself. But it would not be in this life. - The Teacher smiled and hugged me. – Keep in touch, came to visit us.

I met the eyes of Judas:

- I'm sorry I doubted you. Maria told me that you've changed, but I did not believe it.

- Now do you believe me?

- Now I know.

- And I’m sorry too. Here's my fault – I did not care about you well. After all, I had to suspect something. But excessive devotion to the Master blinded me.

- All in the past.

The rest of the apostles could not wait to say me something, congratulate. They made noise like a flock of sparrows in the spring sunshine.

- Hush, my friends, - I was trying to calm down their chatter, but at the same time I was happy as a child of the fact that all ended so well and that we are all nearby.

- Nastya, where are you going to fly now? - Asked Maria, who was, Magdalena.

- I do not know yet. We will decide then. Or Oleg will prompt, - he knows better who and where needs help. And I'm going to follow him and learn. I'd like to see what's there, behind the clouds - and I closed my eyes in anticipation. - All my life I dreamed of.

- And we need to embody our dreams! Or what are they for? – Marina maintained the conversation. - Nastya, you know, this wonderful man who shot in you with lightning, offered to make me the same thing.

- What he did offer - shoot? - I good-naturedly made fun of my friend.

- And this too. - Marina she pretended not to notice. - He said that my capabilities will increase, and I will have the opportunity to have a dense body. How do you think, should I agree?

- Sure. - And I nodded affirmatively. - Do not even hesitate. You do not imagine how good for me now.

- I guess. But I'm not too bad!

- And it will be even better! You'll be able to descend into the world of people. Do not you want to visit Dmitri?

- Are you kidding? He would die of shock. He's so... - Marina chose the words – not mystic...

But I quickly found out:

- And you do not come back in the same form.

- Oh! I never guessed. It's a great idea! I miss him. I told you that I like to be dead and free. That's right, nothing has changed. However, I feel that in addition to freedom, I need a piece of flesh that could hug me.

- Did you tell about your friend?

- And about him, and about my body. So I'd probably agree.

- Then we'll meet again.

- We will not be parted!

And then, finally, I had the opportunity to talk with Oleg.

- Nastya, I congratulate you! - Gentle voice, kind smile, all as before.

- Did you know that it will be?

- I guessed.

- Your guesses are always true.

- I am very happy for you! So it will be much easier to observe for you.

- I did not understand for what to observe for me? I am all the time here.

- Do not you understand yet what role I play in your life?

- You're an angel.

- But the angels are different.

- And what are you?    

- I am a guardian angel... your guardian angel....

I look into his eyes, where pulsates familiar and at the same time so mysterious for me energy. And I understand that this is true.

- And when did you want to say me about it?

- You would understand yourself sooner or later.

- And this means that you do not leave me?

- While you were a human - yes.

- And now?

- And now. But not because I have to protect - you yourself will be able to stand up for yourself better than me.

- Then why?

- Call it Cosmic Love. The affinity of souls. Full understanding. We are like two parts of a whole one and have known each other for millions of years. I was a friend for many souls, flew and worked with them. But exactly in you I saw that I was looking for so long. Absolutely identity! Do not you feel the same?

- From the first day.

- Then what else to say! You will fly with me?

- Why did you ask? Of course, yes!

- Then, in the way! - The words sound that have already become familiar to me, and I missed them so much.

We have transformed our bodies and become shiny spheres - it's more convenient to travel. I am soaring above the valley. And Oleg is flying after me. But now I know that his real name is not Oleg. It’s - something much more beautiful - as the universe itself!

There is no fear more, secrets too. Only love and freedom.

- You did not tell me where you're from.

- You can read the mind - find out yourself.

I penetrate into the mind of my friend and see the answer.

- Are not you too?!

- Imagine.

- Unbelievable that you are earthling!

We are silent. And a moment later:

- Do you know where I now want to fly?

- Yes I Am. In Murmansk.

- All right. My dad came back from the sea, and I want to see him.

- So what's the deal? - Oleg exclaims.

The bright star is overtaking me, rushing forward. I am flying after it. Before us the clear starry sky was opening, and we felt ourselves in it as at home.

Thank you for your attention!

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The books of the series “The Teaching of Djwhal Khul – Esoteric Natural Science” - “The main occult laws and concepts” - https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/349997

“Ethereal mechanics” - https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/416070

“New Esoteric Astrology, 1” -

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“Thermodynamics” - https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/439503  

“Astronomy and cosmology” - https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/465508

Other books of this series are preparing in English and will be soon on Smashwords.

And book of my grandpa – “The memories of Russian military paramedic Michael Novikov of the Finnish War” -

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