Souls journey, p.40
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       Soul's Journey, p.40

           Joanne Johnson
in making any more potions.”

  “We have a funeral to get to. We need to go,” he replied. I watched him wink at my mother and thought the reaction a bit weird at the time.

  We all piled into the car and headed off. When we pulled into Raven Creek Church, it was in the middle of nowhere. There were rolling hills and mountain peaks in the distance. I did not remember passing a town for miles. I took a big breath, and made my way out the door. Shirley was the first to greet me. She walked over to give me a warm hug and kissed me on the cheek.

  “We’ve missed you, my dear,” she said warmly.

  I started to cry, “I’m sorry I have done this.” I put my hands up to my neck to take off her necklace. “You’ll need this back,” I replied.

  “No, Jordan. I knew this was to be yours from the moment I met you. I had a vision that explained it all a few nights before we met. It was all meant to be, Jordan. There is no blame. From the moment you met him, the journey was going to be this way, how it ends is up to you. I watched her wink at the rest of her children. You are already considered family and are welcome at any time. I hope you will let me spoil those little darlings often.” I thought it was odd she said it was up to me. I made a mental note to ask her about that comment later when everyone was not around. A crowd of people gathered.

  “I need to introduce you to your new extended family, Jordan.” I looked around to see the people that were standing around, I assumed they were Derrick’s siblings.” Meet Jordan,” Shirley replied.

  After all the introductions, we attended the funeral. Knowing Derrick was still alive just made the experience intolerable; I had to leave before it was over. I just could not take it anymore. As I was leaving, I noticed a lot of nods and grins from everyone attending. What is wrong with these people? There was nothing to smile about now.

  The Activation

  I walked to the far side of the church grounds. I looked down at a deep ravine. My God--I was up high, it did not look to be so high when we drove here. It reminded me of the dream I had earlier, the high cliff, the Mountain View and my stones. Was it possible that this whole experience was mapped out from the start?

  I took a deep breath, and finally allowed the apparition to appear. It was Max, of course.

  “My God girl you are stubborn. I’ve been trying to reach you for days,” he exclaimed.

  “What do you want?” I asked.

  “Activate your stones; it’s very important” he replied.

  "Why do I have to activate my stones? Maybe I just need a break for awhile.”

  “We all have symbols within us, when you activate your stones the symbols release all the negative energy that you carry from the past so that you can grow and move forward spiritually to your greatest potential. The symbol on your skin is a sign of power, freedom, insight, strength, and soul connection. The stones also activate all your spiritual gifts into your body. It will change you at a cellular level. If you don't activate your stones now, all will be lost,” he counseled sternly.

  “Do you promise you’ll leave me alone, if I activate them?”

  “I will give you two months without me, I promise.”

  “Will you keep your word?” I asked.

  “I give you my word that I will leave you alone for two months,” he replied smiling. I had the feeling he was not being completely honest with me, but I would trust him for the time being.

  “How do I get on with it?”

  “Put all the stones in your hands and then hold them above your head. The energy from the universe will then activate them into your body.” I pulled the stones out of my pockets and rolled them around in my palm. I placed my hands above my head, and closed my eyes.

  The stones started to vibrate and then a brilliant kaleidoscope of light appeared. The colors were of the rainbow, surrounding my body. My body levitated off the ground and I felt a pressure on my lower back. A burning sensation followed that did not actually hurt, but was really hot. A symbol appeared in my mind’s eye. It was the flower of life, Star of David, and a magic knot, surrounded by small angel wings on each side.

  Max informed me, “This is your symbol Jordan.” He disappeared into thin air with a smile on his face.

  When I closed my eyes, I could see my symbol. It was not what I had expected, but my body and mind felt lighter. The sadness was still there, but I would just have to work through that. I could see the two angels that I knew and two new ones that I didn’t. They were all grinning and nodding at me in unison. I noticed for the first time in this whole experience that I could see their beautiful wings. I assumed it was because I was now vibrating at a higher frequency so my eyes could now see what a lower vibration could not. The more I looked the more it was like a surreal dream, almost unbelievable to my naked eyes.

  My Birthday

  My birthday party was extravagant; my mother pulled out all the stops. I just wished that I could get into the mood. I walked around stuck inside my head. I saw Ryan standing at the far side of the party. He noticed me and came over with a big smile on his face.

  “I see you activated your stones, Jordan. If you haven’t realized it yet, the funeral was a ploy to get you to activate your stones,” Ryan explained. We had to get you on that cliff on that day and we saw no other way. We had to make it believable.”

  “That explains all the people smiling and winking the whole day. How do you know that I activated them?”

  “There was a shift in energy when you did it. All was set right again.”

  “How can all be right? Derrick is still missing?” I asked feeling annoyed.

  “We will all see in time that things have a way of coming together,” he replied.

  “That makes no sense!”

  He hugged me, "Happy Birthday kiddo."

  "Explain yourself, Ryan," I demanded.

  “I have to go find your sister, I’m in the mood to pull a tiger’s tail.” he smiled and walked away. Everyone looked happy. Were they all insane? I could feel the emotions welling up inside me. My dad came over after a few minutes and asked me to dance. I looked around to see that people were actually dancing.

  "Okay, Dad." The music that was playing was slow so he grabbed my hand and started around the dance floor. I nuzzled into him trying to forget the sadness. He whispered in my ear, "Darling, even though things look bad right now, your life will get better really soon. Happy Birthday, Sweetheart." He kissed me on the forehead and he pulled me in for a closer slow dance. It felt as if he was trying to protect me from the world around me.

  I tried to hold in the tears, but all the smiling on the outside and crying on the inside finally hit me and it became too much. I could feel the tears running down my face as I tucked it into my dad’s comfortable chest. I just wanted to let out the emotion that I had been holding on to since we left the funeral.

  This is not how I had expected to feel on my birthday. I was thirty and I should have been celebrating, but instead I was crying harder than I ever had before. I was thankful the dance floor was dark, so I was sure no one would notice my emotional breakdown.

  When someone tapped me on the shoulder but said nothing, I chose to ignore it at first. I was hoping that my dad would tell them to buzz off, but it didn’t happen. I wanted to be left alone with my misery; I was having a moment.

  “Would you like to cut in?” Dad asked with a strange pitch in his voice. My dad moved my hand to the stranger’s, I was trying to cover up the fact I was crying, so I hid my face. I noticed the recognizable intoxicating smell first, and then my face was finally ready to look. A familiar pair of blue eyes was gazing into mine.

  “Did you miss me?” he said.

  It seemed like the whole party stopped at that moment to witness my shock. I am sure my jaw hit the floor for more than a few seconds. It was Derrick! I wrapped my arms around him and jumped into his awaiting arms. I hugged and kissed him passionately until I was sure he might be drowning in my saliva.

  “How did you get back here?” I asked.

  “When you activated your stones it opened a portal for me to enter. We have a soul connection, when your tattoo appeared on your back; my soul was pulled back to this dimension so that we could connect. I was starting to wonder if I would ever get back here.”

  “So that is what Ryan was talking about.” I would have to remember to give him crap later for not telling me sooner.

  “Don't be upset with him,” he said reading my mind. “I wanted it to be a surprise for your birthday, and it looks like you’re surprised.”

  “You’re going to get it later,” I said sternly smiling, while continuing to hug him.

  “I hope so,” he said, grinning from ear to ear. We continued to dance around the dance floor as he explained everything that had happened.

  “I need to get out of here,” I said after about an hour.

  “Wouldn’t it be rude? Your mom went to a lot of work for this party.”

  “My parents will understand. I have been here most of the night anyway.” While we were searching for my parents, we saw Ryan and Megan at the far side of the grass. I could clearly hear them fighting over the noise of the party.

  “You think you’re so smart, for a dumbass,” Megan said her face looking smug.

  “Just because you have hostility built up inside you, it doesn’t mean you need to take it out on me,” Ryan replied with an elevated tone in his voice.

  “You’re the only one that makes me hostile,” Megan said.

  “Maybe you should see someone about your anger, it seems a little out of control,” he returned. She walked over and slapped him hard across the face and stormed off in the opposite direction. I laughed, I had never seen my sister lose her cool in public, but Ryan seemed to have a way of ruffling her feathers no matter where they were. I looked at Derrick and smiled.

  “It looks familiar, doesn’t it?” I asked him.

  “It wasn’t long ago you were reacting to me, like Megan is to Ryan. I knew we struggled at the beginning because you thought I had all the control. Jordan, I want an equal partnership, one that can exist with both of us sharing everything. I want a relationship where I can be free to be myself, and where I know you are free to be yourself. I want you to tell me when you think I’m wrong, and I would like to do the same.” I stared at him silently, not able to form the words. Could it be possible to have such a relationship?

  We both laughed and continued through the crowd. After saying our goodbyes, we headed to the nearest fairy ring. Once we entered, he activated the symbols, and we were standing in his yard.

  “I need to be with you,” he said. “I’ve waited far too long; I can hardly stand it.” We entered his room, and shared the most passionate, loving, sensual moment of our lives. Heaven was created on earth, in that moment just for us.

  The Beginning

  We were basking in the glow of our love when Derrick cleared his throat.

  “I got you something for your birthday,” he said quietly.

  “What? When did you have time?” I asked surprised.

  “I knew when my tattoo started glowing that this was the perfect present for you.”

  “Ok, where is it?” He left the room and I laid in the dark, warm, silence waiting for him to join me, and wondering what it could be. When I saw his shadow in the doorway, my breath quickened and my pulse raced. I could not ever remember being so excited and alive inside. I felt the weight of him on the bed as he moved closer to me.

  He leaned on his arm and looked into my eyes. I could just make out the reflection from the moon shining in the window. He took a deep breath, “I think you are so beautiful. You are the most amazing woman that I have ever met. Your gifts and abilities are more than even you know. You are truly special. Now that I’m with you, I’ll never let you go.”

  Gently, he grasped my left hand, and held it warmly
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