Chapter Thirty

“You live here?” Leuters asked Angeline, eyeing the grounds of the BOS Resort. He was impressed, but not because it was a luxury estate. He could feel the intention of the community.

“I do.” She opened the entrance door for him.

“Peace-filled,” he said.

“Very peaceful,” Angeline affirmed. The pristine lobby was filled with people. When they entered the room, conversations paused and curious glances rested upon them.

“They surprised by you.” Leuters laughed heartily.

She shifted her head down and watched her feet as they walked.

“Hold head high,” Leuters whispered, touching her shoulder. He understood what it felt like to be

scrutinized by the public.

“I just . . .” She paused. “I’m not really comfortable with any extra attention.”

“They focus on you till they have reason to focus on self.” He touched her elbow. “Give them reason.”

Angeline took a breath and placed the most dynamic smile on her face that she could manage. She greeted each person by name as they passed, pretending as if this moment were no different than any other. This informality seemed to put the occupants of the room at ease.

“Toby!” Angeline breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him. She leaned in for a hug. Once again, all eyes were on them.

“Where have you been?” He tucked a damp golden curl behind her ear. “And why are you wet?”

“I fell into the creek,” she explained.

He noticed that a man stood with her. He turned to introduce himself and was almost struck speechless. “Leuters?”

“Toby.” Leuters smiled, not at all surprised that their paths had crossed a second time.

“What are you doing here?” Toby looked to Angeline for an explanation. “Do you know each other?”

“Flow lead to destiny,” Leuters repeated, the very phrase he had spoken after meeting Toby.

“He sort of saved me from drowning,” Angeline explained, knowing that it was a half-truth. Toby read her forehead. Leuters heard Toby’s thought. They both looked at Angeline. She laughed. “What?”

“She no know?” Leuters asked Toby.

“Know what?” Angeline asked.

Suna approached them with quick steps, “Angeline, you had us worried.”

“I’m sorry,” she apologized. “I needed some time to think.”

“That’s understandable,” Suna said. “But you just disappeared after . . .” She didn’t finish the sentence, aware that they were under careful observation. “Next time, just let me know if you need anything.”

“I will,” Angeline promised.

Noah rushed into the lobby, out of breath. His eyes scanned the room, Angeline, Suna, and Toby stood with a tall Hispanic man who was as thick as a

hundred-year-old oak tree.

“Angeline,” he huffed. Leuters turned around, Noah recognized him. He had seen him three years ago while looking into Mago’s soul. His eyes flitted to Suna. “Let’s take this somewhere a little more private, shall we?”

They sat around the mahogany conference table in the meeting room. A heavy silence hung in the air.

“I have a story to tell you,” Noah began. “Three and a half years ago, I came to Sedona and had an awakening.” He relayed the entirety of his experience on Bell Rock, where he met the soul of the Earth for the first time. Angeline leaned forward, listening as if hearing the story of her early life imparted by a parent.

“She said that when the time was right, I would meet all of you,” Noah explained.

“Why?” Toby asked. He read Noah’s thoughts but still didn’t believe him. Experience had taught him that a crazy person believed their perceived reality wholeheartedly. Thoughts weren’t always true.

“Because a very long time ago, each of us made a vow,” Noah said.

Leuters leaned forward attentively. “What was vow?”

“To restore humanity to its original integrity,” Suna answered.

“And how are we supposed to do that?” Toby asked with a caustic chuckle.

“By remembering who we are,” Noah interjected.

“And who exactly are we?” Toby raised an eyebrow.

“God,” Angeline breathed, recalling a flash of awareness that she had intuited during her experience in the river.

Toby laughed. He looked around the table. “You’re not serious, are you?”

“What she said isn’t untrue.” Suna touched Toby’s

forearm.

“You mean to tell me that you think that the five of us,” Toby motioned around the table, “are God? If that’s the case, then why can’t I manifest a cup of coffee right now?”

“Toby,” Angeline’s voice dropped in warning.

“You misunderstand,” Suna explained. “What I’m saying is that all of us, every person on the planet,

is God.”

“You’ve got to be kidding.” Toby stood up from the table. “I’ve had just about enough of this nonsense.”

“Sit,” Leuters barked, pulling Toby back into his chair.

“Toby,” Angeline implored. “Please, just listen.”

Their eyes met, and he softened. Against his better judgment he conceded, “I’ll stay, but only because of her.” He pointed to Angeline.

“You always were the difficult one.” Suna shook her head affectionately. She wasn’t discouraged by Toby’s resistance in the least.

“And by always, you mean back when I was God?” Toby’s eyes narrowed.

“You aren’t the God,” Suna explained patiently. “We are all aspects of the God. And yes, you have lived many times before this one, during which we were connected. We are from the same soul family. Your true name isn’t Toby, it is Chunggung.”

“Chunggung?” he asked, disbelieving.

“Yes, and you are my brother.”

“And why don’t I remember this, but you do?”

“While you may have an extraordinary ability, you haven’t awakened your consciousness yet.”

This admission caught Toby’s attention. “And what special ability might that be?”

“Read my mind,” Suna challenged.

Toby and Leuters laughed.

“If my superpower is to be a pain in your neck, what’s his?” He motioned toward Leuters.

“He is a medicinal alchemist,” Suna answered.

Leuters shook his head, not understanding the term.

“Medicine man,” Toby explained.

Leuters rubbed his chin. He’d never met this woman, but she’d hit the nail on the head. He’d turned his back on Western medicine after discovering that MFS was more effective for restoring health than the many medications he had prescribed while a doctor. “What my name?”

“Heak-So. And you were always my favorite. So agreeable.” She smiled.

“How long ago did we live?” Angeline asked.

“You came from a time before us. There is no way for me to know how long before. Time was experienced differently back then,” Suna answered. “The four of us,” she motioned around the table, “were created at the origin of our species. Things have changed so much since then.”

“How so?” Angeline leaned forward.

“Everything was different. The condition of humanity was untouched by any selfish motivations. There was an innate sense of purity because everyone carried something called the law within them,” Suna explained.

“What was the law?” Angeline asked.

“It wasn’t one thing in particular,” Suna said. “It was everything. The word ‘law’ had a completely different connotation back then. The modern day world has many laws, which are external rules of order enforced by threat of incarceration or penalty. But back then, it simply meant an intuitive connection to the whole. There was no separation between self and other. There were nations, as there are today, but everyone identified themselves simply as a citizen of the whole. There was abundance because we contributed wholeheartedly and had the power to manifest our intentions easily. Things weren’t difficult, as they are today. There was no push and pull, no struggle. Everything flowed. We were able to communicate telepathically and teleport because there was no separation between heaven, the Earth, and all living beings.”

“What happened?” Angeline breathed.

“Density,” she said. “Back then, our bodies didn’t have the density that they do now. We could have form if we chose, but essentially we are light bodies made of energy. Much like you would imagine an angel to be.”

Toby sat back in his chair, undecided if he was willing to take the tale at face value. He resolved to listen, nonetheless.

“There was a young village boy named Jiso,”

Suna said.

“Wait,” Angeline interrupted. “Did you say Jiso?”

She shot a glance to Leuters.

“Yes,” Suna answered.

“Jiso,” Angeline repeated the name to Leuters.

His heart beat rapidly. He reached into his canvas satchel and retrieved the picture that he had shown to Angeline earlier that day, handing it to Suna.

“He’s here,” Suna breathed, handing the picture

to Noah.

“I don’t believe it,” Noah said, examining the picture.

“But he never took the vow,” Suna said.

“He must’ve taken a vow of his own,” Noah speculated. He turned to Leuters. “He was from your tribe.”

“Tribe?” Leuters asked.

“Each of us,” Suna motioned to everyone, except Angeline, “was responsible for the four original tribes of the Earth. Jiso was a member of your community,” she explained. “How do you know him in this life?”

“Brother,” Leuters said.

“Why is this important?” Angeline asked.

“Because Jiso was the first person to break the law,” Suna said. “He was the one who created the illusion of separation.”