The Spirit Lovers
Chapter Three: Initiating the Heartpath
11 October 2015
Rita wakes up her head still full of lightbeams crossing the dark space behind her eyes where the retina still shivers to the remnants of the Essence’s trails. Slowly she picks up the reality of her surroundings, the beautiful rainbow coloured soft couch underneath her naked body and the pleasantly heavy arm of the man of her dreams lying across her midriff and squeezed into the tight space between the couch and the curve of the small of her back. She stretches and yawns like a cat, partially waking Martin up with her movements as her body pushes against him. Mmmmhhh he grunts softly accentuating the pressure of his hand on the small of her back.
Martin, she whispers, we have to wake up and go change in the bedroom upstairs. Nina said we would find Harold’s and her clothes up there and our sizes pretty much matched theirs so it should be fine.
Mmmmmmh, he merely grunted again his other hand reaching out for her shoulders slowly attempting to pull her back again fully within his arms
She laughs and shakes off his hand. If we don’t get up right now the first visitors will come and find us here still making love and naked, she says grinning
He lifts his head up and looks at her half grinning half dreamily. Is this not supposed to be the House of Love? Why would they be surprised to find us here making love?, he teases. Now half upright on his elbow, his eyes moving all over her body lovingly and teasingly he says: We could always say we are actors hired to represent the all-encompassing urgency of Love and that is why they see us here making love as a living art form dedicated to the House of Love.
She pushes him and stands up laughing. Don’t be silly, I would not stand people looking at me making love naked like that. I am quite timid you know.
Aha, he says. I did not quite get that impression yesterday nor the times before, when we had not met in the flesh yet.
She flushes deeply as she thinks back to the night before and the height of their exchanges. It had reached a point such that they had felt the whole room expanding and igniting with light and they had been briefly in touch with Kayla, Kalen, Nina and Harold again with other less clear forms emerging in the outer circle beyond their gaze. Her gaze softly goes over his body, so familiar yet still so unknown that she would like to spend the rest of her life studying every inch of it, memorising every birthmark and the incredible amount of freckles all over it. Her mind wanders back to the times when within dreams her body had locked with his confused yet happy and giddy with the pleasure of their merging feeling only his essence but not seeing his body. She thinks back to the times when it was no longer in the dreams but during the waking hours that she felt him come to her, instantaneously when she thought of him and desired his touch and how she had had microscopic glimpses of his body and face. She feels the giddiness overcome her again as his energy is drawing her to him. Her arms extended to attempt keeping some distance she lays them on his shoulders then, careful not to touch his body with hers so that she may control the surge, she presses lightly her lips against his.
We really must get up and get ready, she whispers against his mouth, her upper lip tingling with the effect of the bristles of his moustache and her chin begging to rub against the stub on his chin.
Okay my love, he says letting her go at regret. You owe me a thousand and one lives of ecstasy from now on though, he adds his hand stroking her thigh as she extracts herself from his embrace half-heartedly. Don’t shower alone, he whispers. I want to come and shower with you like when we were meeting secretly between the spaces of Time and I would hold your body and lather it with soap before kissing you all over. Do you remember the times when we made love in the shower, you totally incapable of letting go of me yet still scared and wondering what was happening.
I remember everything, every little moment, every flush of heat, every energy surge, that unexplainable giddiness and its aftermath when we merged in Love, she says smiling at him softly, her eyes full of warmth and love. I was both afraid and unafraid because I knew somehow that it was someone I knew from before, someone I knew from a very long space ago.
I cannot believe we are together already, he says, continuing to stroke her thigh as she does not move from near him.
Believe it, she says planting a kiss now firmly on his lips. Believe it, know it, embrace it, live it, she adds planting a small kiss at every partial sentence on a different part of his face. Now, move it, she says finally with a small smack on his bottom as she grins wickedly and runs quickly towards the upstairs bedroom so that he may not catch her.
She hears more than she sees Martin rushing towards her as she rushes up the flight of stairs taking them two by two. She has just made it to the bedroom but does not have the time to close it and Martin rushes through it delving towards her knees as he picks her up in one swooping move and falls with her on the bed.
Pity, pity, mercy on me, she squeals as she gasps for breath.
Oh but I am very very merciful, he says as his face draws closer to hers and the energy shoots up in the room as she awaits his kiss while Time freezes around them.
I look at them through the torpedo they have created and laugh but you seem worried.
“They are going too fast” you say with a slight frown although you are starting to quiver with the energy surge they are already producing.
“Just like us my love” I say wrapping my arms around your shoulders.
“Yes but during our times everyone was ready. Besides, they have not yet initiated their mission and seem to be lost in this multiplication of energy exchanges” you say shaking your head disapprovingly
“Like you don’t understand what it is all about and how compelling it can be” I say moving closer inside your essence
“It’s different, we did not have such a difficult mission to accomplish” you say. “Things were different then” you add. “People did not fight the unified Essence. They were flowing within it and eager to be just particles of the Source. They did not want to emerge and do all that is being done today as small isolated particles. What do they expect? What can they possibly accomplish alone? Why don’t they understand that they must reintegrate the flow?”
“Don’t be too harsh” I say softly. “We too were once not very up to date on what Source wanted, even when we had the partial knowledge and could see the flow. We still had isolated desires and we too still loved one to one. Look at us, are we not a living example of that isolated aspiration? Why did it have to be you and me and not you, me and all the other particles of the flow?”
“You are right” he says. “I keep forgetting how much the energy surge can totally swallow you and make you forget the rest. Yet we did come back to source my darling and though we did keep our particles slightly in isolation we are still fully aware and integrated into Source.
“We too have so much to learn still” I say
Despite the eons separating us, I feel her energy drawing me into Martin’s essence as I can also feel his energy drawing you to Rita’s essence as their bodies lock and their Essences begin to merge. Our Essences reach Nina’s and Harold’s before picking up into a tornado of light shimmering all over. Suddenly, a dark beam from nowhere splits the tornado and separates our Essences brutally as a shrill noise emerges from below…