I slowly, and grudgingly, began to wake; my team gently prodding me.

As I reached the state between awake and asleep, the channeling started. I was presented a list of approximately ten topics that they wanted to address.

I reminded them that they needed to go slowly, so I could anchor their list. If I didn’t anchor it, it would very quickly fade like dreams do.

They began with the first topic again.

I whined, “Are we really doing this now?” I was looking forward to a bit of sleep-in time this particular morning.

They restated the first topic.

Argh! I tried whining again. The list began again.

This time I tuned in, and paid attention, to my team. They were excited and…perky. What the heck?

Their energy said, “Hurry!” with urgency, but not emergency.

I rolled over and grabbed my notebook and pencil off of the nightstand. In the dark and with closed eyes, I wrote:

1. ID
2. Love
3. Loss

And jotted some notes below – hoping I would be able to read them when I got up. The rest of the list was lost to me.

“Hurry!” The team was practically bouncing. “Get up. Get up. Get up,” they told me in a sing-song kind of way.

I did an exaggerated, annoyed sigh with the word “fine!” mixed in. I threw the covers off and stood up.

“I’m up. Now what?”

“Look outside!”

I pushed the curtain back – and smiled and a soft, gentle “Ah”, filled with understanding and gratitude, escaped my lips.

I was looking at a beautiful winter wonderland surprise.

The night before, the weather station had predicted 1-2 inches of snow. We don’t get snow often. In the past, when it snowed, it was usually gone by lunch time.

I laughed. “One or two inches, my butt!” I was looking at some pretty hefty snow drifts and easily four inches on the ground with more snow coming down.

Play time!

I thanked my team and felt them gently move away, letting me know that our channeling session would wait.

I dressed warmly, grabbed my camera and headed outside.

Oblivion Beyond

 

 

 

by Jan Toomer

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