Here is the next part of Faith (Book 4 of the Waldmeer Series). The last few parts have been written in close succession, however, we will now have a break from the story before returning to finish this fourth and final book in a few months. I sincerely appreciate your sharing in the series which began with the first chapter, One Who Speaks, 3 years ago.
Chapter 24: Death Row
Last time Faith was in Tierramedio, she hadn’t noticed the hallway beside the Mirror of Life. It had a sign, Death Row. She certainly wouldn’t have gone down the passage except that the Master appeared and pointed for her to do so. Knowing that he would not lead her into danger, she accepted the invitation; not wholeheartedly, mind you. Faith came to a room on her left. It looked like a hospital room. Entering, she saw a lone bed with a sleeping man. He was an older person who was probably in the last stages of a fatal illness. She read the notice at the foot of the bed Continue reading “Faith: Way Out”
When the ocean comes to you as a lover, marry, at once, quickly, for God’s sake. Don’t postpone it. Existence has no better gift. Rumi
Desperation is the door of the Divine.
Chapter 21: Zen Den
In Wurt Wurt Koort:
“I need a bigger space for my Mystery School,” said Aunt Charity as she showed Bethany the room she had set up in the back of Rybert’s tearooms.
Bethany passed her hand over the bewitching glass ball which had pride of place in the middle of the round table. How similar it looks to Nina’s, she thought. It even has the same red velvet underneath and the same mysterious lights darting around inside.
“It’s one of a pair,” said Aunt Charity. “The sister crystal ball went to a woman I met in a country shop sixty-five years ago. The shop was called Zen Den.”
Nina is Charity’s age, thought Bethany. “Where did the other woman come from?” Continue reading “Faith: Husband”
Here is the next part of Faith (Book 4 of the Waldmeer Series).
“Everyone who has come to Earth,” he said, “has chosen the ego and must learn, quickly or slowly, its worthlessness and its venom.”
Chapter 16: Move
Michael, the shy sixteen-year-old boy that Malik was training, stood in the cafe line. A group of similar-aged boys came in. Michael averted his eyes and hunched his shoulders as if he was trying to hide inside himself.
“Move back, idiot,” said one of the boys. “We’re ahead of you.”
Michael was about to give his place to them when he noticed Malik sitting at a nearby table. Malik was watching intently. Michael didn’t know what to do. If he didn’t move, the boys would get angry. If he did move, he would have to face Malik next training session. The boys also noticed Malik and paused to see if the gritty, no-nonsense man was going to do anything. All he did was return to his phone so the boys returned to their former aggressive stance. Although the boys had turned their backs on Malik and could no longer see him, Michael could see him all too well. Continue reading “Faith: Keep Going”
All of creation wants to create through you.
Chapter 12: Land in the Middle
In the Borderfirma Mountains:
Ten years ago in Borderfirma, when Bethany was told that she would begin her training to take over the running of the Borderfirma Mountains, she asked where her mother would be going.
Lady Faith replied, “The Inner Circle is not the end of the journey. There is another land. It lies between Borderfirma and Heaven. It is the place where all conflicting thoughts are settled and all illusions are dismantled. Once there, Heaven’s pull is very great.” Seeing her daughter’s concern, Lady Faith added, “Oh, don’t worry. I’m not staying there. They told me I’d be back and that I would also be returning to Earth.”
Indeed, Lady Faith returned to both. This is what happened, some years ago, in that mystical and marvellous place, the land in the middle of Borderfirma and Heaven, Tierramedio. Continue reading “Faith: Mirror of Life”
Who would have thought a good little girl like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness. The Wizard of Oz
Chapter 10: Rybert’s Quotes
Faith was meeting Bethany and Lentilly in the Wurt Wurt Koort Tearooms. It was the only shop doing well in the little town. That was because of Rybert. He was the owner, manager, and main staff member. He was also the son of one of the thirteen coven witches. That is why the witches met in the cafe. He understood them. He understood them, but he kept his distance. He loved them, but he loved most people. He treated everyone who came into the cafe as his friend and they responded in kind and wondered why they didn’t stop more often when driving through.
Every customer got one of Rybert’s quotes with their coffee. The quotes were a mixture of normal quotes found on the internet and witch quotes from books, movies, and his community. The witch quotes were everyone’s favourites. Continue reading “Faith: Wurt Wurt Koort Tearooms”
Looking is only for those who cannot see.
Relationships always bring about the dissolution of our delusions.
Chapter 6: Witches Rule
The bus driver announced that there would be a half hour stop at Wurt Wurt Koort to change a tyre. The road from Waldmeer to Darnall ran through the hills and forests of the Leleks. At the highest point was the little town of Wurt Wurt Koort. From the Wurt Wurt Koort Town Hall, if one looked further inland, one could see Darnall in the distance. In the other direction, one could just make out the sea. Waldmeer lay beside it.
At one time, Wurt Wurt Koort was a thriving, respectable hill-town, thus the presence of a rather pretentious town hall. However, the death of a local child changed all that and now it was surviving, but barely. Further, it was rumoured to be run by witches. It was said that they were the only ones who remained. They weren’t bad witches. In fact, a number of them had businesses and were visited, with some success, for healing, readings, and other mysterious type activities. There was a leadership group or coven of thirteen. They were all women, although, these days, they said that they were gender-neutral. They ranged from fifty to positively ancient. Their headquarters was the local cafe, the Wurt Wurt Koort Tearooms, which was next to the town hall. Continue reading “Faith: Witches of Wurt Wurt Koort”
Although simple, peace is a highly evolved state of consciousness. It cannot live side-by-side with the ego. We choose one or the other. Peace is the predominant quality of spiritual advancement. The unassuming quality of peace wins the day when it comes to the soul’s progression. To choose peace means that we give up the rantings and ravings, demands and hurts, wants and cravings of the personal mind. The personal self feeds off injustices, imagined injustices, complaining, conflict, excitement, drama, and all the goings-on of normal human life. At some point, when we have suffered enough or have enough wisdom, we tire of the whole thing. We sincerely prefer peace. Continue reading “Peace”