1.

Dan Cummings opened his eyes and to blinding brightness, and quickly felt around with his left hand to ensure that he was laying on solid ground.

“Jenny!” He screamed as he rubbed his eyes and squinted to see through the blurred objects that were starting to come in focus.

“Jenny, where are you.”

“Right here, Daddy.”  Jenny said as she took his hand in hers.

He pulled her close to him and squeezed her, until she thought she was going to suffocate.

“Daddy, don’t be scared” She said “Mommy said everything is going to be alright.”

“Huh?” He garbled as he looked around at the Grassy fields and deep blue sky of his new surrounding.  Then he quickly closed his eyes, reopened them and squinted at a beautiful white pony a hundred or so yards away standing under a bright purple tree and  grazing peacefully on small patch of oversized  daisies.

“Is that a….” he muttered to himself as it came in to focus. “Unicorn”

“Yeah that’s Timmy.”

“Timmy the Unicorn.” He said in amazement. “The same Timmy the Unicorn from the cartoon you watch every morning.”

“That’s him, Daddy.  And he’s real.”

“We’re in a cartoon?” He said as he tried to figure out if he had died and gone to heaven or was just hallucinating.

“No silly.  This is real.  Only I imagined it just Like Mama told me to and it came true.”

“What are you talking about Honey?”

“When everything went black, Mommy came by and told me not to be scared.  She said I just had to image the safest place I could and I would be there.  Timmy’s World was the first place I thought of.  Nothing ever happens bad here.”  She said excitedly.

“You actually saw Mommy.”  Dan asked.

“No, just talked to her, but I felt her there.  It was dark.” Jenny answered “Wait a minute, Daddy, some more people are coming.”

She then closed her eyes, held out her hand and a group of seven magically appeared out of thin air a few yards ahead of them and walked up to her.

“Hi.” She greeted “Everyone’s meeting up by the Magic Tree House.” And pointed to a group of a thousand or so standing near a big wooded tree house in a huge oak tree with blooming pink and purple flowers.  “Come on Daddy, its time for us to go up too.   Roy should be speaking soon.”

They trekked up a steep rolling hill covered in shin high forest green grass, toward the large group of people peacefully sitting beneath the gorgeous tree house listening to Roy greetings.

“Here she is now” he said excitedly motioning for Jenny and her dad to join him and Gina in the tree house.  “Please, come up and join us.”

As Jenny and her Dad climbed the rope ladder, Roy continued to address the crowd,

 “As I was saying, I apologize for putting everyone through that harrowing experience, but we all felt it was necessary to prepare you for what lies ahead.”  He paused to reflect.  “In a very short time, and nobody is quite sure exactly how long, the world as you know it will disappear into nothingness, just like we all experienced a short while ago.   Those who know how to paint their own dream world will be able to move on to it.  Those who don’t will be lost forever, void of all senses.  To those who feel they will never be able to dream paint like we have been showing you over the past few days, Let me assure you that there is nothing to it.  Infact it is mere child’s play… as proven by this little sweetie.”

He walked over to the rope ladder and helped Jenny on to the platform he was standing on. “Go on Honey, tell everyone who you are and how you created this beautiful world.”

Jenny looked out at the crowd and then back at her father, who nodded and put his hand on her shoulder in encouragement.

“ Hi my name is Jenny Cummins, I am six and a half years old and well, I just closed my eyes and pictured it, just like my Mama told me too, and when I open them I was standing here.”  She said bashfully.  “Then I could sense the others who were with me before in the blackness and picture them here and they seemed to appear out of no where.”

“Very good Jenny” Roy said, turning back to the crowd.   “You see, its pretty simple, just close your eyes and picture it and it will be there, just like you image.  Only to an adult, imagination is the one skill we seem to loose as we get older.  It is frowned upon and considered an obstacle to the real obstacles in your life.  Meaning if you’re a day dreamer, you are slacking off from concentrating on your job, or whatever other mundane obstacles are in the way designed to prevent you from connecting and truly discovering what this world has to offer.”

“Those who ignore impossibility, forgetting everything they were taught about the world and what is and isn’t, who truly believe they can do it, will be able to do as Jenny did on her first try.   You all know it is possible, because you are standing here right now.  It is not a hallucination, or a magic trick, but a real live world with real trees and flowers, imagined and created by a six year old girl, who was told to do it, believed she could and did.”

Roy paused to let it sink in to the their minds and nodded to Gina to continue  “All of you sitting here are part of an elite group of people who are prepared to save those who will be stuck behind.  The mere fact that you connected to Jenny  and followed her here, means you are ready to take the next steps, master your skills and teach others to do the same.  Most of the group that were standing with us in NY never made it out of that black abyss.  They were cut off emotionally, spiritually and physically from all they new and imprisoned in their own dark world with nothing to cling to.”

“What about the other members from your group?”  Dan asked from behind Roy. “Shouldn’t they have been able to find there way here.”

“John and Patti led a majority of the group back to where we started in Colorado, to further train them in connecting both spiritually and intuitively, so when the time comes they can at least find there way to those who will lead them to a new world, like most of you did today.” Gina answered.

“And Julia and Hector, have followed another group of a thousand or so to a different world.   Over the next couple of days I will be teaching you how to dream paint your own world, so when the time comes we will all have a place to go where we can take as many souls with us as possible.  Of course we are not holding anybody here against your will, so if you don’t believe in what we are telling you or if you feel you must leave please raise your hand and we will send you back to where we started.”

Roy scanned the crowd and saw a hundred or so hands go up.  “I understand your hesitation.  From what we are learning, I myself, and most of the core group that brought you here have drastically procrastinated in a previous or parallel life to train all of you on the mission ahead. So those of you who feel you must leave right now, please approach the tree house and we will send you on you way.  For those of you who are undecided and wish to learn a little more, I encourage you to stick around for a little while, and if at anytime you want to leave, just let Gina or I know and we will get you back to where you need to be.”  

He paused for a few moments as a group of thirty or so worked there way up to the front of the crowd then simply said, “We wish you well.” He then waved his hand across the small group, frowning slightly as they disappeared.

“Now for the rest of you who decided to stick around, we have a lot to learn and so little time to do it.  So, please try to forget everything that you have learned in this life and keep an open mind to what we are about to show and tell, and things will start to make sense as you get accustomed to this new way of thinking.  As we are breaking down in to individual group practice sessions, we will be able to answer your questions on a more personal level.” 

2.

Maryann giddily danced around in circles, joyfully singing to herself as she soaked in the majestic views of the rolling hills beneath her.    Not even in her experimental youth, when she vigorously tested almost every mind altering drug known to man, had she ever felt so out of sync with her body, yet so alive at the same time.  It’s as if she was an emotional paraplegic, who could feel for the first time in her life.  The overwhelming jumbled ball of joy, ecstasy, elation, love and total peace, bubbled vibrantly inside of her, exploding in every cell in her body.

She merrily followed a group of blissful souls, toward the source of a hauntingly beautiful melody, emanating amidst a large crowd in the field below.  She seemed to float effortlessly down the knoll as the music seemed to magnetically pull her toward the crowd.  

“Welcome to Julia’s World” Hector’s voice echoed in time with the sweet melody Julia was singing.  “I realize that this world may seem like a fantastic dream to everyone here, but infact we are in an alternate reality that is based on emotion rather than physical attributes. Ergo you are not bound by physical laws here.   So if you wish to Soar like an eagle, float like a balloon, run like a gazelle or hit a base ball for miles, feel free to do so, its kind of like being on the moon.  We only ask that you pay special attention and stay tuned to your enhance emotional state so we can explore and learn about one of our most unused senses.”

With that Hector simply lifted his feet and levitated 3 feet off the ground, on his side with head in his hand as if he were lounging on an invisible couch.  He watched as several others in the group did the same, while a few hundred or so simply jumped amazingly high performing somersaults and various other astonishing acrobatic feats in slow motion.

Julia stopped singing and in a soft voice that projected strongly  in everyone’s mind said, “You see, as we learned this week, life is broken into that which is physical, mental, intuitive, spiritual or emotional.  Our goal as souls is to learn how to balance all the senses in harmony.  To help, we are set up with training grounds to help us learn about each individual sense.  Everyone here is from a Physical World training ground, in which our life or reality is based on learning how to meld the physical perception with the other senses.   This world that we are in now is obviously an Emotional World.  Here we are set up to learn how to utilize the energy that we get from our emotions to drive our mental, physical, spiritual and intuitive states.”

“Unfortunately, all the training grounds that have been established through out time will shortly disappear.   When this happens, it is imperative for some of us to create our own new worlds, and the rest of us need to lead as many as we can to the world of your choice."

"But how do we do that?" the voice of many echoed in one uniformed tone through everybody's mind.

"Finding the worlds is the simple part.  Simply think back o how you got here."  Julia answered sweetly.  "Most of you who panicked when everything went blank were led here by those of you who kept your cool and followed your senses, picking up and helping as many as you could along the way.  You used your intuitive sense to tune in to the infinite feeling of inner peace that was radiating from this world and magically appeared here as if out of thin air.  Our goal here today is to learn how to pool our emotional auras together to form one giant beacon light that will guide millions to safety."

"The first thing we need to do," she continued "is to void our bodies of negative emotions. That attach themselves to our souls like parasites, feeding upon and corrupting all of our senses.  Feelings of despair, fear, jealousy, and of course hatred, are no more than restraints to keep a mental world tied to a physical plane.  The problem is that once these restraints are put in place they are easily spread like wild fire, corroding away at our good feelings until they completely take over."

"Let’s say you are at a comedy club and the comedian is a master at getting everyone in the room in tuned o the same great feeling of humor.  There could be hundreds or thousands strong tied in fueling the feeling with each laugh.  Yet it takes only one person in the back of the theatre to scream FIRE, to change that feeling guarded by the majority to on solitary feeling of fear and panic."

"Politicians use this tactic to gain great power."  Hector injected "Hitler, as a prime example led his people to perform horrific acts upon millions by installing a sense of fear and prejudice against all that he wanted to raise above.  During the cold war, just mentioning nuclear weapons in a sentence, or more recently playing with millions of minds by crying wolf about a pending terror threat, has enabled politicians to gain control to do what they want without any opposition."

"All of these negative emotions stem simply form one emotion, that of Fear:  Julia continued.  "And fear can be simply portrayed as that which is unknown.  For example if you knew your love one  would never fall in love what anyone else and always be by your side, you would never be afraid that they would leave you for some else, hence there would never be a need for jealousy.  If you were totally comfortable with yourself and never afraid of what people thought about you, there would not be a need for any egotistic power struggles thus eliminating hostility, anger, shame, blame resentment and a whole host of other negative emotions.  For instead of fearing those when tried to control you, you would feel compassion for them and try to help them by infusing positive energy into their hearts and minds.

Most importantly if you knew that you could get what ever you wanted out of life by just willing it to happen, and that when you learned and enjoyed all that life had to offer, you would move on to another life to participate new wonderful experiences, there would be no need for regret, apathy, grief for loss, or predominantly FEAR ITSELF.  Because there would be nothing to fear if you knew you would be happy forever."

"So when the time comes, that someone screams FIRE and the slights go out and there is nothing by nothing, it is everyone’s job here to stay calm and focus on that inner feeling of peace so we can set that beacon light for all to follow" Hector concluded.

3.

"How many people here have ever thought about someone out of the blue, that you haven't seen o talked to in years, only to bump into them later that day, or sensed something unusual was going to happen before it actually did?"  Patti asked as she scanned the crowd to see thousands of hands pop up. "More commonly maybe you suddenly had the answer to a problem that has been plaguing you pop into your head so clearly that you were amazed you had trouble trying to find the answer to begin with, or wished for something you didn't think would happen suddenly come true.  Sometimes even have an object you wanted really bad or maybe lost, seems  to almost pop out of thin air, by showing up in the least expected place."

"Whether you refer to these events as ESP, pass it off as Divine intervention, or simply call it having your prayers answered, what you are experiencing is a spiritual connection to a network of souls that are all channeled in to the same force of nature you are."  She continued turning to John for some guidance.

"Think of it as logging into an online forum or internet chat room,"  he added "where you can communicate spiritually or intuitively with others thinking about the same thing and pool you energies together to make things happen."

"Now this network is always available to connect to, but the problem most of us have is that we log out once we get what we need or forget to login to begin with"  Patti continued " Our goal here today is to teach you how to stay logged on at all times so you all can become spiritual webmasters instead of just the occasional user."

"Whether you believe in one God the Almighty, no god at all, or simply are not sure about a religious standpoint, we are not here to influence, change or disagree with anybody's beliefs or upbringing, but merely want to open your minds to the power of an intuitive force."  John added

"With that said, the first thing we must do to connect to this spiritual network is to free our minds of all thoughts.  Understanding that mind clutter, in keeping with John's internet analogy, is like annoying popup ads.  Most times people try to connect to this spiritual network, a thought pops in their head such as some non important or mundane task they have to do later that day.  And instead of dismissing  that thought their mind latches on to it, like clicking on  a popup ad, and their thoughts are take in a whole new direction, usually never returning to their initial goal of spiritual awareness.   For those who do return to their original mission, they are usually, still absorbed in their other thoughts or new thoughts, multi-tasking their brain to focus on the hundreds of popup ideas, instead of one free flowing connection."

"This creates static, and although they may receive some signals from the spiritual connection, it is more like trying to decipher a garbled one bar message on your cell phone, while you are preparing a proposal on the computer and talking to your boss, who is standing over your shoulder, all at the same time."  John added

"Exactly."  Patti agreed, "So how do we clear our minds of all distractions so we can focus on these important conference calls?  Some people practice yoga, others mediate, many set time aside to pray.  The method, I prefer and the one we will practice today is tapping into the energy of our natural surroundings."

"The first thing I want all of you to do is find a comfortable spot so you are not distracted by any muscle aches, bumpy rocks or things like that."   She paused a moment while many readjusted their position.  Secondly let's pick that big old Oak at the edge of the field to focus on.  Concentrate on the sun glistening on its leaves.  Admire its mighty outline against the cerulean blue sky.  Feel your spirits lift as you connect to its majestic yet simple energy that emanates form its very existence...."

4.

Frank Washington an electronics salesman from Bethesda, Maryland sat in amazement as he listed to the sweet hypnotic suggestions flowing from Patti's mouth.  On many occasions he had tried to connect to a spiritual energy, she had described, but as she discussed would often get distracted  by the stress and concerns of meeting not only his monthly quotas, but the thousands of headaches that occurred each day through his hundred hour a week job.  Just the mere fact that he allowed himself to take his first vacation in eight years, to come to this retreat, seemed like a mini miracle in itself and the first step of freeing himself from the ties to the same rut of a routine he has been living for most of his adult life.  But the simple fact of sitting here on a blanket in some field staring at a plain old oak tree, like the thousands he ignored everyday driving down Jones Mill Rd, was not only uplifting but spiritually enlightening.  He felt alive, vibrant and high as a kite.  It was like a veil had been lifted from over his eyes and he could see clearly for the first time in his life.    For staring at that tree, and how suddenly vibrant  all the colors seemed as the sun's rays sparkled like diamonds from every leaf, he realized not only how majestic this natural surrounding was, but how unreal and surreal it was.  He was suddenly over confident that he knew something that nobody else did, that he was empowered with very important information that this world was jus a facade.  For staring at the tree against the sky he realized how it seemed to blend together as if it was a painting.  That this world was not real buy only a painting he was trapped in that thousands of souls were staring at in some museum in another world.

As if on cue, Father John stated "Judging from the expressions on many of your faces you are experiencing what some refer to as divine wisdom.   The feeling that suddenly you know without a doubt, a concept so simple yet so complex and absurd that it defies human perception.   This is because you are now connected spiritually to a network of souls who are not bound by the same physical limitations you are bound by and likewise you are sharing their knowledge and thoughts.:"

"Thought will be free flowing throughout your mind, some may make sense, some may seem totally absurd, while other thoughts will seem to be coming out of left filed as if you tapped into the middle of a phone conversation and missed the important information leading up to the just of what is being discussed."  Patti added "This  is all part of the free discussion forum you are tapped into.  Feel free to openly think about and put your two cents into what ever conversations appeal to you and and don't be afraid of appearing rude if you pop in and out of conversations without announcing yourself."

Taking Patti’s advice, Frank went back to focusing on the sunlight glistening on the oak tree's leaves.  After a few minutes, he was once again amazed at how light headed and disembodied he felt, as if his soul had escaped his body.  While he reveled in this new feeling, a clear resonating voice from deep in back of his mind clearly announced.  "Eight Months!"

"Eight months?" his mind answered.  "Who said that and what does it mean?"

"Might be eight months, but more likely a year"  Another voice answered the first.

"Must be the spiritual network, Patti and john were talking about."  A combination of his own mind and the two voices answered in unison.

"Has to be less than a year".  The first voiced answered.  "The events have started and will just spiral faster after the third term starts."

"Third term?"  Frank thought.  Is this a political debate?  He decided to just sit back and listen.

"So you think it will only be six months after the war?" the second asked.

"Well let’s take a look.  Voice on answered.  The second attack takes place in late October, prompting the ware and postponing elections.  To avoid retaliatory attacks, Project Cloud needs to be implemented no later than Mid November."

"And we all know there will be less than six months from the first use of Project Cloud until the full effects take place.  The second voice conceded.   But I thought, since Hector pulled all his notes, Project Cloud was a least six months from being re-constructed, which puts us back up to a year."

"That would bode true if there were to re-invent the wheel, but what if his notes were recovered today?"

"Didn't he burn them?"

"He must have hidden a copy , or kept a back up somewhere, it’s the only explanation that will fit the timeline.

"I hope you’re wrong"  a third voice chimed in .   " I believe the group before us needs at least eight to nine months to start to make things work."

"I pray that I am or that things are miraculously expedited for all  our sakes."