The Beginning of this Story in all its parts can be found HERE
Looking through her closed lids a light that started as a spec grew rapidly before her. She knew she had her eyes closed, and yet the light grew brighter. Muna continued to breathe in deeper and deeper, all the while asking for the sacred ones to protect and help her on her inner journey of discovery.
All around the birds were chirping their merry chatter to one another, and still the light was there growing brighter. Deeper again she breathed in as the birds now started to fade into the background overtaken by a rushing sound which sounded like the rippling of water over stones flowing very fast.
But as Muna sat, she knew that this was not a sound at all, but it was the silence within her own being. The light now started to diminish and gradually receded back to the pinprick that it had started out as. She felt herself being sucked backwards and a new rushing sound overtook the silence, it was almost a buzzing sound, like that of a bee in the distance she felt her heartbeat and the blood pumping through her veins.
The buzzing sound grew louder, Muna knew this sensation it was the sensation she sometimes got when drifting off to sleep. Allowing the familiar sensation to sweep over her she felt herself being pulled backwards as if she was being dragged out from her body through the top of her head. She swayed backwards as she sat, and now the buzzing sound entered her whole being, as she felt the vibration of its beat enter her body, she allowed herself to be swept along with it she saw the Light once again.
Muna was pulled towards this light as if it was a magnet, she had no control as she floated towards the tunnel of light which now shone brighter than ever. It glowed with a multitude of colours all colliding with one another mixing yet more colours as they met. A kaleidoscope of Light fragments all fused together forming a column in which she was now pulled into.
She felt the energy, the radiance of love that was emitted and she knew she was safe. If Muna could describe her feelings as she travelled through this column of light was to liken it to being surrounded by the guardians who held her in their beam of tranquillity and loving embrace.
Floating through the mists she sensed she faced East. She breathed deeper still just enjoying the sensation of floating, as the ground seemed no longer solid beneath her. As she breathed in it was as if she breathed in the Spring Air with all the fragrant flowers her mind all at once seemed to clear as she blended with the beauty which now opened up around her.
Now as her vision cleared and the mists parted, no longer was she within the circle on her mountain side, but she was in a high walled garden with climbing clematis of many shades of blues, pinks and whites clinging to the walls which encased the garden on all four sides apart from one wooden door on the North facing wall..
The door was practically hidden with ivy, vines, and brambles. There were many plants in tubs along with herbs, hanging baskets too in strange objects such as old kettles and pans hung from hooks on the wall and what appeared to be an old bathtubs full of flowers. She had seen this garden before, but now it was in full bloom, more mature in every way..
What a beautiful strange garden she thought, and yet all seemed perfect. It matted not in what vessel the flowers were contained, for the beauty of the flowers showed themselves in perfection in all of these various containers…’Never judge’ she heard her own inner self saying, “It matters not what appears on the outside it is what is contained within that gives it beauty’..
How right these words were she thought as she saw the beauty of the flowers as they shone through the rusting old pans and pots.. She then saw a man tending to the plants, ragged in appearance and yet here viewing him she saw surrounding him a halo of gold light which moved with him where ever he went in his garden..
Muna saw the love pour forth upon his tended flowers, as she witness how they responded with their blooms of colour. And she understood why it was that some had greener fingers than others. As she saw the energy exchange of love between the man and his plants.
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