“If you have all this power,” she urged, “why don’t you use it to get yourself out of jail? Do something!”
Only moments before he had been showing her how powerful he was by moving objects with his mind.
“I can’t use my power for things like that,” the old man answered, “I am here to live out my purpose.”
He walked away and went inside the court room where he was being tried for murder.
She knew he was innocent.
He, however, was choosing to allow his destiny to unravel itself at the mercy of the universe.
After several hours inside the courtroom he came out smiling, now a free man.
He walked over to her and stated, “she did her part. She testified even though she barely knew me, and she brought forth evidence that demonstrated my innocence.”
She felt relieved.
She was relieved to know that her sister had chosen not to hold any grudges over him; even though they had just learned he was their estranged grandfather.
She knew how her sister was and she had feared she would chose not to help him. The old man was a stranger to them. He had been gone their entire lifetime.
She had not expected for her to come forward, but was pleased that she had, having for a moment felt so so powerless with the inability to intervene.
And then, reading her thoughts, he looked deep into her eyes and explained,”I was at her mercy. We all have to play our part.”
“You see,” he continued, “each relationship is made up of two pieces. Like if balancing out an equation, each one of us must do our part in accomplishing our piece of the puzzle.”
He further explained, “I had to go to jail even though I could have used my power to influence my innocence. But it was up to your sister to come forward and do her part. It was her part of the lesson.”
She looked at him in awe. She could not believe he had been willing to stand still. To have allowed his future to rest in the hands of her sister.
Smiling he nodded and quietly said:
“We must each do our part to accomplish the lesson on boths sides. This is how we unlock the key. That is how we are able to proceed to the next level…..
Did I fall in love with you today, or was it yesterday?
As for here, we have never even met.
Was it in a different time, or in a different place beyond this universe?
Am I loving you right now?
Do we find ourselves currently together, but in a different land foreign to this world?
Flashbacks of moments that never existed,
I can still taste the scent of your hypnotizing energy.
I know nothing about you, yet I know everything.
Drawn to you, you visit and speak to me with love, but in my dreams.
The earth signals to us as our frequencies grow stronger, succumbing to each other’s desire to find one another.
Is this part of a game we both agreed to play together?
One where we decided to place ourselves in each side of the world, only to see if we could magnetically, and without a physical meeting, find one another?
Because what a wonderful feeling it is to know that you are in this world.
You feel the hair on the back of your neck crawl when the angel of death is nearby.
And if she allows it, you might even be allotted time to personally say goodbye to those you lovingly leave behind.
You can sense when a storm is coming.
That scent the earth lets off, as its thirsting for the rainfall. The heaving winds stroking the land right before it goes into ecstasy.
You know when something big is about to happen.
As when a warrior from another land visits your kingdom. He stands before you admiring his conquest, and you stare back, awake, but are both only in a dream.
You know when there’s about to be a major turning point in your story.
As when trees shed their leaves but in the springtime. As in those days that you get those repetitive signs that come in threes.
Landmarks. Poems written about pirates with pocketful of dreams coming true on the slabs of the sidewalk floors.
Sidewalk slab in front of Hemingway’s Key West homeThey are all indications of a small amount of future we can feel being breathed into our ears.
Anticipation of the entire world changing, but within ourselves.
I Am Rainbow Gabby 