They arrived at the small abandoned airfield about 15 miles from the safe house. Marianna had taken care to pack the contents of the pouch securely and placed them in her handbag. Everything was intact, apart from the paper that Virgil had taken to London. All was well.
Marianna had phoned Uncles Charles to say that they couldn’t come in via ‘normal’ routes, as Adam was now without passport and papers, and they wanted to keep a really low profile. He had agreed to have them met at an obscure little field, offering his own personal jet, although Marianna felt he had hired this one for the journey, as it wasn’t up to his usual opulent standards. The plan was to refuel at Montpellier, in France, and then fly on over to Scotland to a small airfield near the West coast where they would decant.
Everyone was safely on board, doors closed, seatbelts fastened. They enjoyed a rather bumpy take off, and then settled down, for what would be a fairly long flight in such a small plane. For a while they could all lie back and relax and review what was to be done next.
Marianna was feeling so grateful that she had the perfect assistant in Adam to get the message out globally. He was great with computers and the social media, so he would have no problems getting it all set up to put out the message - whatever form it may take. Getting it to go viral was another challenge. How would he do that? One could not be assured that it would be picked up. It needed to be accompanied by some kind of sensationalism to draw attention to it. Such was the sad truth these days.
Adam was a step ahead of Marianna. He had already arrived at that point in his ruminations, and his brain was whirling trying to find answers to this challenge. Marianna could feel the electricity from him, as his mind searched every avenue of his brain to find answers.
She smiled, as she knew that answers would come from his Heart’s mind and the Heart and Soul of the Highest of the High - when the time was right. Everything was always in Divine Right Timing and it would go out and would be received in all different manners of way.
She closed her eyes, just for a moment. She would rest and let go and allow her brain, her mind and her heart to free fall and clear. That way, it would open to receive any guidance that her higher authorities were trying to present.
Adam took a leaf out of Marianna’s book and closed his eyes. He closed down his struggle to find answers. He began to muse over how he was where he was in this precise moment. He had gone on a holiday, met Marianna again and since then, his life had taken off, totally on fast-forward.
How often he had thought that his life was complete by spreading his spiritual knowledge and wisdom. Showing others the way, and yet he had known there was more to it than that. A way that flashed to him occasionally, just out of his reach. It had actually come into being. This is what he was destined to do. The difference he was meant to make and bring to humanity. Supporting, protecting and nurturing this Divine Feminine Energy not only within himself, but also protecting its purpose on the outside, as it makes it way towards restoring balance on the planet.
The Masculine must balance with the Feminine. This balance had to be brought in soon. How long could Mother Earth sustain the abuse and destruction that was being meted out by profit seeking corporations who couldn’t give a shit about tomorrow, as long as they get big bonuses today? The elite of the world couldn’t care less. In fact, they distorted life for their own ends, keeping people in fear through mass hypnosis on the TVs and airwaves of the world.
Hunger and starvation, abuses of all kinds were being delivered, not only to humanity, but to the animals and the earth as well. Balance, common sense, love, compassion, understanding and peace needed to be restored. He believed that they were well on the road to delivering this through this something, this key, message - whatever it is. Ancient wisdom it may be, but never more needed than at this time, this day.
He believed that over time the integrity of humanity’s DNA had been compromised. The original thirteen helix DNA was distorted, so that humans had come to believe that they were their bodies - and that was that. No spiritual content, no understanding of the eternal flame within and the soul’s purpose. Separation and a shallow ‘dog eat dog’ attitude prevailing for survival, power and greed.
Would your average bunny get the message? Would they understand? Would they pay attention? Would they ridicule? Would they literally die laughing at it, as food runs out? This would undoubtedly happen when there are no bees to pollinate the flowers for fruit, vegetables and grains.
What if the water becomes so polluted, so acidic, there is nothing to drink? The chemicals used on the earth polluting the air we breathe, toxicity inside and out reaching unliveable survivable levels.
Tears were falling from his eyes, yet it was his heart that cried out.
“World! Wake up! Listen to your heart beat. You can’t eat money. You can’t breathe or drink money. You need to change and shift your beliefs. Let us believe in peace, not war, in equality, integrity and honesty, and let go of the corruption, poverty and squalor. What can we all do to make people awaken to their plight? We are all one. It is a common responsibility. We are all in this together. We are the generation who holds the survival, the future of Homo sapiens - and this beautiful planet, in its hands.”
Adam opened his eyes, wiped the tears away, and looked out of the window at the azure blue sky that they were soaring through. Not long till touchdown and the next steps of the adventure. He realised that he didn’t often allow himself to go to that place where he acknowledged what was going wrong in the world. He usually kept to the positives, however, he also realised that saying nothing and remaining passive was not an option. The world had to address these issues, and soon, or his children, should he ever have any, and grandchildren, simply wouldn’t survive. Humanity would go the way of past civilisations, down the pan and a lot sooner than those worried about their next pay cheque could possibly imagine.
He drew himself up in his chair. That’s enough of the negativity for one day. He turned to Marianna as her head began to move on his shoulder. She too was coming around, and back into the present moment. He smiled deep into her eyes connecting with her soul. Acknowledging silently, tenderly that they were twin flames, soul mates and here for a purpose. They were delivering their contract on time, and in tandem. He squeezed her hand in his. Not long now - not long now. The words didn’t have to be said - they were implicitly understood.
The touchdown to refuel in France went without incident. They disembarked for a short while to stretch their legs and breathe in the pleasant summer air, and catch some of the sun’s beautiful rays. Scotland was only a few hours away now and they were feeling more rested and ready to go forward to meet the next segment of their journey.