WOKEN
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
by
a strange message on the phone
a short(ish) story
a short(ish) story
He'd
been playing with a new “modality” - as the new-agers say.
For
over a week, clearing out “stuff” he never knew he had.
It was hard work and yet there was a lightness to it all - coming to terms with never quite “getting there” (not that he knew what “there” was, any more) and half-daring to feel that somethings (whatever they were) were about to change.
It was hard work and yet there was a lightness to it all - coming to terms with never quite “getting there” (not that he knew what “there” was, any more) and half-daring to feel that somethings (whatever they were) were about to change.
It
was after one very exhausting day when elated laughter, deepest
weeping, body-spasms of spontaneous vibration and all sorts of
powerful feelings had been giving way to one another, that, in the
middle of the dark night he woke and saw that the phone was blinking.
A message.
Normally,
he would have just gone back to sleep, but, without a thought, he
went to the phone and listened to the message.
“Hello - you asked me yesterday if I was willing to heal, or else you wouldn't work with me any more.”
“Hello - you asked me yesterday if I was willing to heal, or else you wouldn't work with me any more.”
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