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Today, I have a miracle to report! The following is the story of how it came about.
Last Thursday night as I was leaving my daughter’s apartment, I fell. My hands were full because I was carrying a bag and my purse and the uneven sidewalk was not very well lit. It was late in the evening and I was tired, and I have a propensity for not lifting my feet. Suddenly I tripped and went flying. Bang! I hit face first on the cement. I remember my teeth hitting the walk. The next thing I knew I was on my back and my husband was asking, “Paula, are you all right?”
I lay there in shock. “I don’t know,” I whispered, afraid to move.
I felt a small chunk of something in my mouth. I sat up. Blood was dripping down my upper lip. “Oh, God, what have I done to myself?” I thought.
I grabbed a Kleenex out of my pocket and held it to my upper lip on the place where the blood seemed to be streaming. I clenched the little chip from my mouth in my other hand.
“I think I broke a tooth,” I said.
My husband helped me up and we made it back to the car. We didn’t tell my daughter at the time because I just wanted to get home.
Once inside my house, I assessed the damage. It didn’t look good, but my front teeth were in tact and I hadn’t broken my nose and my glasses seemed to be OK. All I wanted was to go to bed. I would just have to see how I looked tomorrow.
In the morning, I tentatively glanced in the mirror. I looked awful! I was puffed up and swollen and sore. My husband jokingly said I looked like Marge Simpson.
Although I was tired, I resolutely lined up my “peeps”--my doctor, my chiropractor, and my dentist. My doctor and chiropractor were able to get me in on Friday and both said I was lucky not to have knocked my teeth out. The doctor told me I had a deep puncture wound in my upper lip. It had gone nearly all the way through but it had healed enough in the twelve hours or so since the accident, he decided not to give me any stitches. Thank God for that! However, I did have to get a tetanus shot...
I wanted to help the healing process as much as possible, so I did reiki, some intense healing meditations, as well as some gentle yoga. By Sunday the swelling was way down.
Today (Monday), I saw my dentist. Like me, she thought that little chunk was a piece of tooth at first. It was the same coloring and the right size, but she couldn’t find any place where it could have chipped off. So she looked at it in the sun and it sparkled in a way that tooth enamel doesn’t. We figured out that that tiny piece of crystal rock was the culprit which had drilled into the under side of my upper lip, making an almost complete pass through it. She agreed with my doctor and my chiropractor that it was very lucky, a miracle of sorts, that I hadn’t knocked my teeth out. There was essentially no damage to my mouth or my roots or anything that she could find!
So now I am left with, get this, a triangular shaped red scar (which will probably fade to a lighter color) under my right nostril with a deep black spot that will most likely be a white scar. Hmmm! A white eye like dot in the middle of a pyramid shape! I feel like I have been branded in some strange metaphysical ritual.
But mostly I feel very blessed to have come out of this scrape as well as I have. I see many layers of why this happened, and will be examining them for some time to come. But for now, for me, this is proof that I am being watched over, protected, and, I feel, divinely guided. It is a warm, safe, delightful feeling!
Monday, February 1, 2010
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Sunset on the highway
Chapter 9 (cont'd)
Kahotep awoke first. He examined the back of her head, admiring her bountiful curls. Unable to resist, he wrapped one of her sweaty dark ringlets around his finger. Feeling the tug on her hair, she stirred and turned over to face him, gracing him with a sleepy smile. He returned her smile and whispered in her ear so as not to break the spell too quickly. “So, my Sweet Lady, what would be your pleasure for the rest of the afternoon?”
“Well, besides you…” she traced the outline of his hand that was now resting on her breast, “I would...like to drive the shuttlecraft!” A mischievous grin adorned her face.
“Well, it seems you are awake,” he grinned back at her. “So, do you have any experience driving?”
“Absolutely none,” she answered honestly. “I’ve only ridden the public shuttlecrafts. I’ve never had an opportunity to learn to drive. But I always wanted to.”
“Well, it’s time you get some experience then. All right, Lady, I will teach you!" They jumped enthusiastically out of bed, dressed, and raced to the craft.
Akana climbed into the pilot’s seat. Her chair seemed too big for her and she could barely see up over the control panel. Kahotep joined her in the seat next to her as her co-pilot. “The first thing you need to do is to sign in,” he began, “so tell the craft your name, that you are the pilot, and then instruct it to adjust to you.”
Excitedly, she complied. “I am Akana of Atlantis,” she told the craft. “I am the pilot of this shuttlecraft. Please make adjustments to accommodate for me.”
“Welcome, Akana of Atlantis! We will make our adjustments now,” a pleasant voice from the shuttlecraft replied.
Her seat moved slightly forward then back, then to the right and left. It raised up and down then finally rested in a position that greatly improved the fit of her chair, as well as her view out the windshield. Immediately, a seatbelt closed across her lap.
“Push the green button that is lit up here on the console between us,” her co-pilot instructed. This she did. A holographic map of the area appeared at a forty-five degree angle in front of her.
“You can see where the cabin is—here.” Kahotep pointed to the three-dimensional version of the cabin. Now if you touch it thus,” he touched the image of the cabin on the map and it immediately enlarged, “you can bring it in closer. Touch it twice and it’ll return to its former size. You can do this with any part of the map. Now—where do you want to go?”
“I’d like to explore the area first, until I get used to piloting.”
“All right then, let’s map out a small path. Lightly trace the direction on the hologram where you want to go then hit the blue button on the console. This will lock in your program.”
She drew about a five mile trail around the trees in the forest then pushed the glowing blue button.
“OK, now what?”
“Now you need to use voice commands,” he said. “Tell the craft to follow your plans.”
“Please follow the path I have indicated,” she told the computer.
Gently, the craft began to rise. It slowly followed the directions that she had just mapped out. Then it gently landed back on the shuttleport.
“Well done! Now, do you want to drive without programming it first, Kana?”
“Of course. What do I do?”
“Use your voice commands to get the craft to ascend, then trace the path you want it to follow with your finger.”
“Now?”
“Sure, I think you’re ready. And I’m here to back you up.”
She took a deep calming breath. “Ascend!” she commanded.
Slowly, the craft rose up as directed. It hovered high above the shuttleport and turned southwest as Akana traced her outstretched palm through the holographic map. To speed up, she merely had to trace faster, so she experimented. The movement was a little jerky at first, but she quickly assimilated her new skill and smoothed out the ride. She let out a big hoot as she sped the vehicle around in ever tighter concentric loops.
“So you’ve never driven before, you say?” Kahotep asked in disbelief.
“Not ever, and was that a mistake!” she replied. “This is great!”
“So where are we heading, Speedster?”
She grinned. “I want to see the crystal cave.”
“Oh, nothing like a little challenge for your first flight out, is there, dear?” Kahotep laughed.
“Not at all,” she replied.
The shuttle was now heading toward the active volcano on the northeast corner of the island. She touched the map and an enlarged view appeared. She found what she was looking for—a shelf along the inside rim where they could land the craft. She decreased the size of the volcano on the map back to normal then smoothly guided the craft to a safe landing onto the ledge.
The door on the craft lifted up and they carefully emerged. After assuring themselves they were on solid ground, they both looked around. The ledge was packed down smoothly, apparently used over the years as a landing strip for others wanting access to the cave. Over the ledge, very far below, lava flowed freely. The smell of sulfur permeated the air.
They made their way to the inside edge of the rim, up against the wall of the mountain, to the opening in the cave. She had pilfered a couple of lightsticks from the craft and handed one to Kahotep.
She got on her hands and knees and easily crawled through the cave entrance. Kahotep crawled in after her. Once they made it through about a three-foot tunnel, they stood up. Their lightsticks illuminated the way as they stepped carefully down a softly sloping path. After about two hundred feet it opened up into a large cavern. Their lightsticks revealed a grotto encrusted with jeweled crystal treasures.
“Oooh, Kahotep! I’ve heard about this cave, but I never would have imagined this!”
The cave was actually a huge geode that had been formed millions of years before from cooled molten lava. The walls were thickly covered with a wondrous display of sparkling crystals. Even more astounding were the long spear strands of quartz crystals that stretched across the entire cave, each about the width of a grown man. Akana approached one to examine it more closely; she was dwarfed by its size.
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Wow! What an experience!You should post a picture!
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