Sunday, February 12, 2012

As The Light of Venus Rose - Part I, Chapter Two




Part I, Chapter Two

Santa Fe 2001

Charles and Amanda lay in bed resting after their exhaustive sexual exploits of the evening, and she knew he would be leaving soon. She hungered for more time with him, always wanting what wasn’t available, disliking that she was having this affair with a married man, but reconciling that her connection with him was too strong to resist. That was her rationale anyway, and he was so insistent that they would be together soon.

“Amanda,” said Charles, his voice startling her as she thought he had fallen asleep.

“What?” she inquired, moving closer and turning on her side to face him.

“You wondered about moving to Taos,” he commented, referring to her recent thoughts. There was a strange tone to his voice.

“Yes,” she said, hesitating.

“I’m here to help.”

“Oh, really, Charles, and how is that?” she asked, with a hint of sarcasm, always annoyed when he tried to tell her what to do with her life.

“I’m not Charles,” was the response.

“And who are you?” Amanda laughed, figuring this was his way of preaching wisdom under the guise of another.

“I’m your guide. What would you like to know?”

Now Amanda was beginning to question what was going on, concerned that this voice didn’t sound at all like the deeper resonance of Charles, yet not feeling threatened. More than a few glasses of her favorite Beaujolais, a gift from Charles, had mellowed her out significantly, but she knew the difference between him fooling around and something more serious happening. Even though he was connected to the spirit world, as their conversations bordered on discussions of spiritual practices and other dimensions, and even though he prided himself on his intellectual and spiritual abilities, she was unprepared for a meeting of another entity in his body in her bed.

She had never known him to channel anyone before; in fact, he didn’t trust many of the self-proclaimed channelers of Santa Fe, those who would relay messages from spirits, either the dead or other nonphysical beings, hoping to communicate with humans. Their intent was usually of a helpful nature, but one could never be sure and there was often no way to validate the information received. Most channelers went into a trance, such as Edgar Cayce, or simply conveyed messages, yet Amanda had heard of spirits taking control of a human body.

And here she was, talking with a voice claiming not to be Charles in Charles’ body, and why was it that she felt she could trust this being talking to her, especially with the unusual element of a first meeting in the nude in bed?

“What is your name?” she began.

“Avedar or Avedon, your choice,” came the reply.

“Avedon sounds too final, so I’ll go with Avedar, if that’s all right.” Later, she could never remember why she said that, all she knew is that she had replied immediately and chosen the name “Avedar.”

“That’s fine.”

Amanda, ever focused, continued, “Now, do you think I should move to Taos?”

“That would be a good experience.”

Amanda was wondering what else to ask and beginning to question the reality of this experience, when she saw Charles’ body twitch and his head shake, as he questioned “What was that?” in his normal voice, as if he hadn’t been part of the past few minutes.

Amanda looked at him, incredulously, “Don’t you know?”

“All I know is that I was relaxing here and drifted off, imagining myself on a beach. Some blonde, tanned guy in a bathing suit caught my attention and the next thing I knew, I was out of my body and he had stepped in. Never had that happen before. And I don’t want it to happen again, ever. Why, what’d you experience?”

In disbelief at the sequence of events, she explained the conversation, yet after questioning Charles extensively, she was convinced that he was not joking and that he really did feel this other entity had taken over his body when he got distracted on the beach. And he was not happy about it, “I’ll never be out of control like that again.”

As far as Amanda knew, he never was. But then, she and Charles discontinued their affair shortly after that. His claim of being in love with her, which she knew was true, was not enough for him to leave his marriage. She never had an encounter with Avedar like that again, wondering if sex was a prerequisite to such an occupation of another’s body; if so, no future sexual encounters ever produced this same result, either with Avedar or any other being.

In fact, there was very little contact with Avedar at all. Once in a while, such as when watching the movie Yentl, she would be surprised at her reaction as she heard the name of one of the characters, “Avedor,” which was similar to Avedar. That would remind her and she would think of him, but nothing happened. He seemed to be around, yet there was no direct communication, only the vague sense that she had this spiritual guide on another dimension. And that did not change until three years later.



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