Our thoughts went blank. We just looked around, and I could see I was lucky not to find an inexperienced Being. I could feel that when Samantha slept, she experienced cosmic travels, even though she did not remember anything when she returned to her physical body. This is good for me; it makes it easier to turn circumstances in my favor. Seeing that she was unsure of what she was experiencing and that a drastic change would frighten her and return her suddenly to her physical body, I proceeded to explain to her in standard detail. —Samantha, My name is Dara! What you see in front of you is my Ori, what you would call an astral body; right now, your physical body is asleep. I know you are gestating that soon you will be a young mother. I would like to make a celestial pact with you: let me be the Ori that gives vitality to the physical body that you are creating inside of you; in exchange, well, you can think of something later I could not stop telepathically talking to her; she was just looking at me… I felt how her astral voice sank my senses —Why! Why do you want me to be your mother? I was surprised by the directness and naturalness of her question without fear —in my dimension, I belonged to one of the lineages that are in charge of leading and keeping our race safe; for that, I have to be born in your dimension because my body is not designed to survive in Earth. I don't want to violate your free choice, and This Yellow Dome could be our meeting place if you like. She just said OK! I smiled internally! She spoke again —how do we make the pact!?
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Access should come naturally if she uses her emotions. Seconds later, I heard: I, the only master of my physical body, give access to this being different from me to unite with me and transcend to her purpose. I accept the terms of our union! Our Ori lit the same intense red, signaling I was already in her timeline.
As expected, Samantha did not remember much when she woke up; she felt like she had a dream and wanted to name her baby Dara. Days passed and with profound meditations and energetic mental vibrations, modifying and correlating my Ori with the physical body in formation. The most challenging part of my mission is not to forget who I am and why I inhabit a human body.
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-Dara, Dara! In the distance, I heard my name - again asleep in class - excuse me, teacher, I answered. I was impressed by the human brain's ability to file and execute information, but it was weak and needed to recover through sleep in a very short time. Before, I did not sleep for five days; we used the blue sand to restore our bodies and minds. These had energetic particles that, using a vibrational sound, injected energy into the body and restored it.
I still haven't graduated from high school. I pretended to be less intellectual than usual so as not to attract attention, and even worse, I didn't know where Orb was; I had made the mistake of not giving an exact location to the lizard! Where the hell is he?... I always sat in the back by the window to avoid small talk with the students. By chance, I saw this tall black woman with deep eyes and almost perfect walking to the back area of the school. My second mother acted differently these days; she nearly didn't speak to me. Let me follow her — teacher, may I go to the bathroom? Samantha, what's wrong? You should be teaching, right? She turned her back to me slowly and told me —you never call me Mom; seeing a human cry makes an intense chemical change in the body and dominates the mind. I breathed so as not to lose control, and I asked her why she was crying. I would have liked to read her mind, but her mind must give in, and humans have not yet adapted to the science of communication. Remembering who I am and at the same time being human, I loved this woman. I felt capable of dying for her like my mother in Eder. This brain is cunning and chooses to forget all the information obtained every time you are born from it so as not to deal with the complexity of all the emotions encountered when remembering a past life, or is it that the human brain is sluggish? Samantha began talking and told me she thought she was going crazy.
I asked her what the dreams were like, and she told me that they were formless shadows talking to her and asking her about me that incited her to want to kill me. I kept calm and asked her what color the shadows were, and she told me red. I looked her in the eyes. I risked all my training not to reveal my identity, but there was no turning back at this point. She remembered talking to me and always saw it as a dream.
No race or being I have been in contact with understands the forces that move the nothingness or the dimensions; it is a connection that knows what we want. If we know how to transmit it, we will access as much of the reality we seek as possible. I say this because now we are at home. Samantha is preparing dinner 19 years have passed since my birth on earth in a field outside the capital, giving me time to plan and understand this new life. At the same time, I am simultaneously calm because I know that in the Eder, it has only been 19 days since my departure. Samantha believes and has learned the truth of my origin, making it easier for me not to go without her feeling abandoned. I can't fail!