Paranormal Summer (Indigo Moon Rising) by Sherry Guyberson Page A
Authors: Sherry Guyberson
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cloud. “Everything has a purpose. When something happens that is unexpected, you start by taking a deep breath, centering yourself and as you exhale say, ‘Hmmmmm.’ Then ask yourself, ‘Why is this happening? What marvelous things are hiding in all of this?’ Then you listen to all the things that pop into your head. You created everything that happens to you, so why be mad at yourself? Just find the reason, and accept it!”
Jillian stood there, dazed. The idea that she created everything and then had to live with it was good and bad. “Well, what if I wanted to play it right now?” Jillian asked.
Illianna nodded her head “What disappointments have you had recently?” she asked.
“ Well my party - it wasn't what I was expecting, and my aunt, who is like the coolest, gave me this stone. It reminds me of a lump of coal Santa gives to kids on the naughty list.”
Mirabella shook her head, “Hmmmmm. Why is this happening? What benefit will come of this? Hmmmmm. Without the gift of the stone, you wouldn’t be here. This quest and the ones that will follow. I’m sure you’ll soon agree that you wouldn’t have missed them for the world.”
Jillian’s eyes got quite big. That’s true . Can there actually be something neat hiding in every disappointment? Illianna nodded.
“ You must learn to go with the flow,” Mirabella said.
“How do I do that?” Jillian asked.
“When something bothers you, you must learn to notice it. Check your tum-o-meter. If it’s feeling out of sorts, picture yourself at the edge of a river. Look to the right. Upstream it is dark, and there are grey clouds and rain. The current is fast and furious. Look to the left. There you see the water gently flowing to a bright, warm, peaceful place with birds flying overhead, and the water’s edge is lined with flowers and animals.”
Mirabella continued, “Now walk into the warm water, turn your back to the turbulence and lift your face to the sky and relax. Say, ‘I am letting go and letting God.’ The natural flow of the divine will carry you downstream, leaving the distressing feelings behind.” Jillian’s mouth was slightly open. As Mirabella explained this, she could actually see it and feel the release of the bad feelings, as she gently flowed downstream.
“ It’s tough to be up stream without a paddle or a boat! That is your tum-o-meter telling you to let go and let God take you downstream.” Mirabella said as she hopped to the ground and headed for a tree. Jillian stood there in awe. How could she just have seen and felt everything while she was just standing there? She checked her tum-o-meter. It all felt right. Illianna and Jillian followed Mirabella to the tree where she was now waiting.
“ These are my kits,” she said bowing and extending her paw as if to display something to her side. As she held the bow, she waited... and waited. “Uh hum…” she said, clearing her throat.. From behind the tree, out hopped one little bunny that stood beside her. This little bunny looked at Jillian and smiled. “Uh hum…” she said, and then a whole bunch of bunnies came hopping and bopping out from behind the tree to stand with him. Mirabella straightened her posture, rolled her eyes again, took a deep breath, and smiled.
“ Taa-daaa,” one little bunny said and extended her arms in the air! “And we magically appear!” Mirabella shook her head.
“ Well, since you seem to be all fired up, why don't you start us off today?” she asked as she looked at the little one.
“ Okay, mom,” the little one replied.
All of the bunnies got in a straight line. The littlest bunny looked at Jillian and Illianna, who were both getting comfortable in the grass. The little bunny stepped forward. She closed her eyes and started bobbing her head as if listening to music. She opened them and began to sing (to the Dr. Pepper jingle), “I'm a magnet, he's a magnet, she's
Jillian stood there, dazed. The idea that she created everything and then had to live with it was good and bad. “Well, what if I wanted to play it right now?” Jillian asked.
Illianna nodded her head “What disappointments have you had recently?” she asked.
“ Well my party - it wasn't what I was expecting, and my aunt, who is like the coolest, gave me this stone. It reminds me of a lump of coal Santa gives to kids on the naughty list.”
Mirabella shook her head, “Hmmmmm. Why is this happening? What benefit will come of this? Hmmmmm. Without the gift of the stone, you wouldn’t be here. This quest and the ones that will follow. I’m sure you’ll soon agree that you wouldn’t have missed them for the world.”
Jillian’s eyes got quite big. That’s true . Can there actually be something neat hiding in every disappointment? Illianna nodded.
“ You must learn to go with the flow,” Mirabella said.
“How do I do that?” Jillian asked.
“When something bothers you, you must learn to notice it. Check your tum-o-meter. If it’s feeling out of sorts, picture yourself at the edge of a river. Look to the right. Upstream it is dark, and there are grey clouds and rain. The current is fast and furious. Look to the left. There you see the water gently flowing to a bright, warm, peaceful place with birds flying overhead, and the water’s edge is lined with flowers and animals.”
Mirabella continued, “Now walk into the warm water, turn your back to the turbulence and lift your face to the sky and relax. Say, ‘I am letting go and letting God.’ The natural flow of the divine will carry you downstream, leaving the distressing feelings behind.” Jillian’s mouth was slightly open. As Mirabella explained this, she could actually see it and feel the release of the bad feelings, as she gently flowed downstream.
“ It’s tough to be up stream without a paddle or a boat! That is your tum-o-meter telling you to let go and let God take you downstream.” Mirabella said as she hopped to the ground and headed for a tree. Jillian stood there in awe. How could she just have seen and felt everything while she was just standing there? She checked her tum-o-meter. It all felt right. Illianna and Jillian followed Mirabella to the tree where she was now waiting.
“ These are my kits,” she said bowing and extending her paw as if to display something to her side. As she held the bow, she waited... and waited. “Uh hum…” she said, clearing her throat.. From behind the tree, out hopped one little bunny that stood beside her. This little bunny looked at Jillian and smiled. “Uh hum…” she said, and then a whole bunch of bunnies came hopping and bopping out from behind the tree to stand with him. Mirabella straightened her posture, rolled her eyes again, took a deep breath, and smiled.
“ Taa-daaa,” one little bunny said and extended her arms in the air! “And we magically appear!” Mirabella shook her head.
“ Well, since you seem to be all fired up, why don't you start us off today?” she asked as she looked at the little one.
“ Okay, mom,” the little one replied.
All of the bunnies got in a straight line. The littlest bunny looked at Jillian and Illianna, who were both getting comfortable in the grass. The little bunny stepped forward. She closed her eyes and started bobbing her head as if listening to music. She opened them and began to sing (to the Dr. Pepper jingle), “I'm a magnet, he's a magnet, she's
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