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(aka Bike) Part 1377 by Angharad Copyright © 2011 Angharad
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“Despite my dream and subsequent nocturnal emission–breastfeeding–what did you think I meant–I woke feeling as rested as I had for some time. I turned over to see what time it was and saw a face staring at me, I gasped and jumped.
It was only Trish who also jumped. I sat up in bed and laughed and she chuckled too. “Come and have a cuddle for two minutes, then we have to get up.”
She didn’t need much bidding and in half a second she was in the bed with me spooned around her little body. She isn’t very big for her age and I suspect she may stay small partly because she’s agonadal and her body was designed to react to male hormones not female ones. It might prove to her advantage in the end as small girls don’t attract as much attention as tall ones, but she’s going to be quite pretty anyway.
“What made you come into bed with me?”
“I remembered how we used to do it, so I thought I’d come again.”
“Is that the only reason?”
“Um--,” that she hesitated made me think it wasn’t.
“C’mon, you can’t fib to me–I’m your mother.”
“Um–I had a funny dream.”
“Tell me about it,” I encouraged.
“You were in it...”
“Was I? Is that what made it funny?”
“No, it was the other woman.”
“What woman was this?”
I don’t know, she seemed to change all the time–she’d be young and then old, she’d be beautiful and then old and ugly...it was really odd.”
“You said I was in it?”
“Yes you were arguing with the odd woman and she kept telling you off.”
“Was either of us surrounded in light?”
“Um–you were surrounded in white light and she was in blue. How did you know, Mummy?”
“I–uh–didn’t know, it was a guess.”
“It felt so real, an’ at one point I felt quite scared of her–as if she was going to try and take me away from you.”
“Not while I’m there, sweetheart.”
“I felt you were arguing for me–an’ I felt a bit better then, but I was scared to go back to sleep in case she got me.”
“Hey, don’t cry–no one’s going to hurt you while I’m around.”
“It was still scary, Mummy.”
“Scary Mummy,” mumbled Simon, “She scares the pants off me.”
“Silly Daddy,” said Trish–we were at least agreed on one thing.
“Who was she, Mummy?”
“I don’t know, sweetheart.”
“But you were calling her by some name.”
“But that was in a dream, darling–I wasn’t there, you just imagined I was.” I was telling lies like they were second nature, but anything else would be even more confusing.
“You called her, Shekah or something.”
“How do you know?”
“I just thought myself back into my dream.”
“Shekinah, perhaps?”
“Yes, that was it, Sheknah.”
“No, darling, Shekinah.”
“Who is she?”
“In Hebrew mythology, the female face of God–in other words the essence of the female spirit.”
“What does that mean?”
“I’m not entirely sure, sweetheart, except part of me seems to think she’s the originator of the blue light–except I don’t believe in gods and goddesses–they disappeared when science began to stop believing in magic and became rationally based.” I realised I just talked over her head.
“Does that mean she gives you the blue light?”
“Yeah, I suppose so.”
“So she’s a nice lady really?”
I agreed even if I wasn’t at all sure about it all–she hadn’t been especially nice to me–well okay, I looked naturally female and I was able to breastfeed.
“That’s okay then, if she comes in my dreams again, I know she’s okay an’ I won’t be scared. I’ll be like you.”
I wasn’t sure if that was an entirely good idea, but I couldn’t say anything could I? Why had she chosen me–I’m not Jewish, as far as I know? And besides, I always seem to be in hot water and she spends half her time telling me off or threatening to terminate one or other of my children.
If remember originally she told me that the essence of female was strong in me–then she gave me a right earful. More or less the same last night–which makes me feel it’s just my unconscious trying to reassure me that I imagined it all–justifying what I’ve done to my body and so on and possibly even trying to boost my low self esteem as a female.
“Look, Mummy, she’s here again–only I don’t feel scared any more–hello, Mrs Sheknah.”
I looked at where she was pointing and to my horror I saw the woman again–what did she want now?
Simon turned over and muttered, “What woman? You’re both imagining things.”
“Fear not, your husband cannot see me–only female spirits can hear or see me.”
I felt like asking, ‘what d’ya want?’
Her response came into my mind as if she’d read mine and replied in similar fashion. Then I could hear Trish’s thought. Why did you want to take me away from my mummy?”
‘I thought you might want to come with me.’
‘You were going to hurt me–so I didn’t want come with you–I wanted to stay with my mummy, she’s a nice lady.’
‘Very well, Patricia, I promise I will not try to take you away again until it is your time.’
‘Does that mean I can have periods?’
‘No it means when you are old and ready to join me.’
‘You mean, like when I die?’
‘Yes–but it’s a long way away.’
‘Is it for my Mummy, too–a long way away?’
‘Long enough,’
She smiled at us and faded from view.
The alarm on the clock went off and Messrs Naughty and Humphrys were disturbing our peace.
Trish and I went to the bathroom together and got in the shower. “Did we really see that, Mummy–the strange woman–I mean?”
“I don’t know, sweetheart. There is such a thing as mass hallucination–where people think they’ve seen something.”
“Masaluciation?” she repeated wrongly.
“Never mind, just enjoy the warm water and know you’re alive.”
After drying myself and Trish, I roused the others and got them up for breakfast. Later on I took them to school and on to the hall for rehearsals–I wished now I hadn’t been suckered into this–mind you I suspect Matt feels the same–he was like a bear with a sore wotsit. He even reduced me to tears at one point shouting at me–the director bawled him out and he went off on a huge sulk.
The truth is, stage acting is different to appearing in films, there the editors can do something to alter your performance–on stage, you only have yourself and your fellow cast members–it’s kinda scary–especially when the cast is Matt or a bunch of school kids.
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Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 1377
Wonder if Cathy was to start BELIEVING, if the SHEKINAH GLORY would stop badgering her?
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
The biggest complement a child can give their parent
"I won’t be scared. I’ll be like you.†.... love little Trish! Trish got to do pretty quickly since she was negotiating with the goddess a few seconds later.
"on stage, you only have yourself and your fellow cast members" .... but Cathy is likely to raise the level of the rest of the cast. Including Matt.
Oooooohhh weO oooooooooh!
Oooooohhh weO oooooooooh! Cue the Twilight Zone music.
CaroL
CaroL
Come, you spirits
And, come the spirits have been lately. Guess it makes a bit of sense that young Trish can experience this too, as she's been "given" the ability to use the "blue light" on occasion.
And, going on to the next line of the quote "That tend on mortal thoughts! unsex me here," Has Trish been "unsexed"? Perhaps, if some were under the mistaken belief she were a guy.
In any event, thanks. The way this story twists and turns is fascinating.
Anne
Apparently Cathy will have a long life
... but sadly not extremely so. Interesting that Trish is far more the focus of all this then Julie is. Julie is off on that teenager thing and is too self absorbed for this I suspect.
Still mother and daughters might have a role to play one day as a group. After all, they are three and that is obviously important in spiritual and magical circles.
Interesting that Cathy shone white according to Trish as she is pure of heart though still frustratingly obtuse about supernatural beings. I get the impression Shekinah is more like the exasperated mother of a favored teen daughter who wonders when she will finally grow up and recognize who and what she is capable of.
It is hardly a surprise that Cathy is her own worst enemy in terms of doubting herself.
Kim
Thinking of that...
It'll be interesting in a few years time when Julie's grown up a bit, and all three of them are arguing with Shekinah :)
It's interesting how the three have used BLH in the past:
Cathy is the main recipient, and has the widest range of skills.
Trish has been known to use it to heal playground scrapes, and assist in helping one of her teachers overcome a heart attack.
Julie hasn't done much healing (apart from tag teaming Cathy with helping Maureen), but seems to use it more as a 'homing beacon' when she's (usually unintentionally) playing the part of a distressed damsel.
To date, the fourth TG in the family, Billie, has shown no sign of the "gift". Although if Shekinah is only visible to female spirits, there's an outside possibility of Mima and Livvie 'meeting' her at some point in time...
There are 10 kinds of people in the world - those who understand binary and those who don't...
As the right side of the brain controls the left side of the body, then only left-handers are in their right mind!
hmmmm...
Showing up while we are awake now is she? I suspect Cathy really does get under her skin, probably because she is loved by her.