Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 1078.

The Daily Dormouse.
(aka Bike)
Part 1078
by Angharad

Daisy spent the night at our house, Paul spent much of the evening with Maria, sitting at her bedside while she slept.

On the way out we went to see the baby, a little girl as I’d seen in my astral travels, as we were shown the baby, the nurse or midwife on the unit said loudly, “That’s her, how did she get in?”

“What d’you mean?” asked the senior midwife who’d shown us in.

“You know that child had breathing difficulties.”

“Yes,” agreed the senior midwife.

“Well, I heard the baby cry–I mean, I was more expecting the poor little mite to die and she–“ the woman pointed at me, “was standing there, with some tall white thing behind her, she looked straight at me, smiled and disappeared. How did she do that? The unit is locked to outsiders.”

“Clearly you were mistaken,” I tried bluffing, “I was sitting with my friend the child’s mother, and Daisy, the baby’s sister. I didn’t leave the room, did I Daisy?”

“No, Auntie Cathy, but the angel did.” She smiled, no, positively beamed at me. Never expect children to back you when you are obviously lying.

“I didn’t see any angels, Daisy, you must have dreamt it.”

“I did not, Auntie Cathy, it was you who fell asleep; remember?”

“Oh, maybe I did.” I smiled. Anyway, Sprog Drummond was doing all right, so Daisy and I went home and she slept in my bed, I kipped on the couch in the lounge. Well wouldn’t want the neighbours to talk.

Paul Drummond came round at about ten, he looked like someone who’d spent a night under a hedge, having lost a fight with a cat first.

He hugged me after he’d given Daisy the most all engulfing hug I’ve ever seen. The poor thing completely disappeared for several moments and I wondered if I’d have to do CPR. She popped out, crying with joy–her daddy was here, and she’d seen an angel and couldn’t wait to tell him.

I made them both sit down and gave him a mug of tea and a bacon sandwich, while she had some cereal and toast.

“Maria told me you’d pulled her back from the void, again–that’s twice now.”

“Tell her, third time unlucky–I won’t be allowed to do it again.”

“You won’t be allowed? Does someone give you orders?”

“It wasn’t I who saved her, the universe did–possibly because it has plans for her or has need of her. Maybe your new daughter is someone special.”

“You are assisted by angels, surely this means God sends you to help people.”

“A thousand people died in Pakistan this week, why should he save two people in Britain, one of whom is only hours old? Why didn’t he save the thousand and let the two perish?”

“I don’t know, do I?”

“Neither do I, and please don’t go on about mysterious ways, because it’s a load of cobblers.”

“But don’t angels belong to God, they work for him don’t they?”

This was a tedious argument, because I’d been through it before. “Angel comes from the Greek and means messenger. References to angels vary, what people see or experience is different, and that is as much a cultural reference as anything else.”

He looked blankly at me, “Lady Cathy, Daisy is six, she hasn’t had too much in the way of exposure to culture, has she?”

“She’s had enough, you’re Catholic, so there are images of angels everywhere, in churches, books, television, even the internet. She’ll have seen them. She experienced the energy of angelic form last night, it resonated with her and she interpreted that unconsciously with angels.”

“So, what are you getting at.”

“If you’d been brought up to believe it was something different, you see or feel something different. Most people are insensitive to natural energies, they screen or filter them out unless you tell them they’re there. Then, they see or feel all sorts of things–like fairies or sprites, or angels–depending on how they recognise their folk heritage.”

“I thought fairies were–um–fairy tales?”

“So where did the fairy tales originate and why are they so universal?”

“I don’t know–I’ve never thought about it before.”

“Are there any energies in this room?”

“I expect so, there’s electric appliances, so background radiation and so on.”

“Anything else?”

“Well, there’s you and me?”

“Anything else?”

“Not that I can think of.”

“Okay, there are two lines which run through this room, one goes that way and the other flows in the opposite direction. You can’t see them, can you?”

“No, of course I can’t.”

“But they’re there, right?”

“If you say so.”

“You don’t believe me?”

“I don’t know what I believe.”

“Fine, I’ll show you them.”

“How are you gonna do that?”

“With these,” I picked up two brazing rods, in which the end had been bent over to produce a handle. “Dowsing rods.”

“You gonna find water?”

“You can find most things with these, so I am told. I have searched for water and pipes and wires. Our plumber showed me how to do it when I was a kid, I’ve done it on and off ever since. Oh this line is red, and that one is green.” I moved onto both lines and the rods moved to indicate flow. “Like to try?”

“I don’t know what this has got to do with Maria and our baby.”

“Nothing, but I’m trying to prove a simple point at the moment.”

I showed him how to loosely hold the rods and they moved in his hands, he was less sceptical now. I showed him how to get the rods to indicate direction of the energy. He was quite impressed. Sceptics always are when they can’t explain something.

“They are picking up on energy, probably electromagnetic and possibly caused by water movement, or the spinning of the earth or some other such mechanism. Let’s face it, the earth is one big electromagnetic generator–a gigantic dynamo. It has pathways for the energy to move, over a sort of grid system, these are two such lines.”

“Can you dowse for angels?”

“I expect so, although I can’t say I ever have; you can try if you want. I’ll see if I can call up the energy. Stand away from the lines and when you feel something is happening see if the rods will point to it. Ready?”

He nodded, and I sat down and began to think about Maria and her baby, I felt the energy coming, flowing into me and I heard him mumbling something to himself and standing at various angles to me. I became aware of the mysterious tall creature which was almost overshadowing me, as they say in mediumistic circles.

“Bloody hell,” I heard him say and it broke my concentration. The presence faded.

“Something wrong?”

“No, I saw it with my own eyes, I looked into her eyes and I felt reassurance and peace, my family will be okay. Thank you, Cathy, you might not think it but you do God’s work.”

“I’d have to disagree on the semantics.”

“You know what I mean, those eyes were so beautiful, they were so full of love.”

“Shouldn’t they be?”

“The universe doesn’t love anyone.”

“How do you know?”

“How can it?”

“Same way your god does, only I see positive energy instead of anthropomorphised love.”

“But those eyes were love, absolutely full of it.”

“Did you ask them why all those people died in Pakistan–and please don’t tell they were the wrong religion, because to me they’re all wrong.”

“No I didn’t.”

“I think we’d better leave it there. I’m not trying to disprove anything, just enabling you to see things differently if you want to.”

Kudos

Comments

Bike pt 1078.

Nice to see a sweet and cute episode. I wonder if Daisy's mum and dad will be at the wedding with the new sprog?

Stanman
May Your Light Forever Shine

I expect so

Daisy's got an invite as a bridesmaid, so I can't imagine mum and dad deciding to stay away (after all, Stella will be bringing Puddin', so it's not as though there won't already be a baby up there). I'd imagine that after the wedding, they'll probably come down to Portsmouth for the occasional visit (especially during school holidays) - and it wouldn't surprise me in the slightest if, despite Cathy's agnosticism, they ask her to be a godmother for the child.

I like Cathy's explanation for the angelic figure - it's a bundle of energy we can't quite comprehend or perceive, so our brains substitute an appropriate form based on our socio/cultural/religious heritage/knowledge/experiences.

Hmm...I wonder how many people are currently on the invite list for the blessing? All three generations of the Cameron Clan can be taken for granted, and there'll be Daisy and family. Leon and Theresa, Maureen, Pippa and her two boys, possibly even Neal and Gloria - they're likely contenders. If Dilly (Abi Alexander's partner from Sussex) can give a suitably grovelling apology for her actions in 891, then maybe Abi, Dilly, Lizzie and Prof Herbert from Sussex could be invited. How about Sam Rose, Stephanie and Ken Nicholls? And would anyone be brave enough to invite Dr. Gareth "UN Job" Sage?

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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!

All you can

say to that, Is its a good job the blessing will be held in a castle....Although i do wonder how many rooms the castle has....After all Scotland is hardly a day trip away from the south of England....

Kirri

Religions

I loved the philosophy lecture and the metphysics study.
Like Cathy I have little time for faith and scriptures they are just so destructive of the TG community. However as to the inexplicability of whatever forces exist in the universe well Cathy seems to be at one with me (See my comment for Bike 1077)
The force, if it exists, DOES NOT have to have supernatural origins. I mean science has only recently worked out the probability of dark matter existing and even their name for it (dark Matter,) demonstrates their lack of understanding.

If rational, reasonable physicists are forced to come up with such a sinister name (dark matter) for what is now deemed to be a perfectly natural phenomenon, then what hope is there for impressionable superstitious religions.

Still loving it Angharad.

Sorry to read about your friend in the WCC.
Love and HUgs,

OXOXOX

Bev

I really liked this one.

Cathy has an explaination for the energy.... it's the universe working through her. Of course that doesn't explain the "presence" she sensed and Paul saw.

Oh and that comment about, "and please donâ€™t tell they were the wrong religion" is so on the mark. I'm sick of "christians" saying that plagues, earthquakes, floods, etc are "gods punishment" to those who don't believe the right myths. (apologise to the religious of the readers)

There is a universal source of love

weather, it be omniscient being, or cosmic muffin. some are in tune with the love and are able to share it in the form of healing.

Cathy is a universal conduit , sort of like the fifth element that rides a bike

4 out of 5 boxes of tissue and 5.5 gold stars

Goddess Bless you

Love Desiree

Goddess Bless you

Love Desiree

Energy of Life!

I have a theory of how Cathy acquired her power. Over the course of this epic, Cathy seems to become more and more Angelic. Her denying being an angel, while performing supernatural feats, reminds me of another who would not admit to who He was. I believe that she was gifted with this power when her father beat her so badly she almost died. This was when Tom took an interest in helping her and before Stella ran into her.

I believe that 'Charlie' actually 'died'at that time, but 'Cathy' was saved by the universal life force, which has guided her transition and positively influenced her life since. Her symbiotic relationship with this force is helping her to become the woman she was meant to be. As she used this force for good, it became stronger with in her. Interestingly, she began to have psychic experience, dreams etc. once she started transitioning.

Using the healing blue light in the beginning almost killed her, but now it does not seem to tax her as much. Now the force is much more defined and able to project Cathy's inner self. As to whether it is angelic, depends on what you are conditioned to expect and see. Even Cathy envisioned herself with wings.

Thanks for a thought provoking episode (or is it just provoking?).

Hugs,
Trish Ann
~There is no reality, only perception~

First I'd heard...

...of Cathy's expertise with dowsing. As I understand it, that's also known as divining. And the divine is frequently the subject of metaphysical discussions, such as the one here.

Thanks A+B, definitely a thought-provoking installment.

Practical Seer

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A little surprised that the

rods didn't both immediately swing around and point right at Cathy.

I know it's odd

but I really liked the line describing Paul and how he looked first thing in the morning.
The meta-physics was good too but everyone's talking about that.

Bailey Summers

I Read This Last Night

I read this last night and thought about whether or not to get into the theological discussion but, this morning, I've decided not to.

It always seems to come down to faith -- either you believe or you don't. I do believe and you don't. No amount of debate, reasoning, or sophistry is going change that, in my experience.

So, unless you're up for the mental football, which I've decided I'm not, you're better off not getting in the way (less likely to get bruised).