A certain book came to my hands: Universe Partner, which I read in three days and re-read in a flash to take notes. According to the book’s author, in every one of nature’s events you can see the intelligent guide of the universe.
Everything is part of a cosmic symphony of pure intelligence willing to confirm the power of intention. What intelligence?
The same one behind every miracle of creation: a birth, a flower, a kiss, a sunset, a caress…
Doesn’t that clear many of the whys?
For the book’s author, love is always present and leaves visible trails which go beyond what’s apparent. He continues, equaling the creator and the creation whose distinction in reality does not exist. This idea impacted me and, afterwards, it caught my attention powerfully, the concept that as we connect more with that support, more deep does that relationship of collaboration becomes. Everyone, absolutely everyone, is caught in that subtle plot, hence the title of the book. If things are as he explains, the sensation of separation and abandonment is an illusion of the mind. I thought.
I read, also, a bunch of interesting concepts, like that even beyond our understanding, everything is related. And hence, the word coincidence should be erased from the encyclopedia. Or, better yet, it should be modified so it says «causality». The author plants some interesting questions for which he proposes answers.
« Can the universe think? »
« We are of course, part of it and we make it. Nature maintains life in the planet adapting to new challenges».
« Can a superior intelligence not think? »
«That is possible. It has to be able to do it in a perfect manner. And in its perfection it has such an amount of information that it makes everything fit and leaves out any loose ends».
« ¿Can we interact with this intelligence? »
«In a certain way, we do everything when we internalize. If praying is talking to God, then intuition is the answer to those prayers».
« Is it indifferent with our thoughts? »
«If we are part of it and it is a part of us, nothing is indifferent. According to quantum physics, it’s not that information is passed through, but it remains in every part of the field at the same time».
«When desire is expressed, what happens? »
«Its possibilities grow. Pure desire is based on inclusion, and never exclusion or lack of. Pure desire incorporates the certainty that it has begun to happen, although at an invisible level. For that matter, desire from the conscious of absence -thinking that there is a lack of it - is useless».
All of that material connected with Jodie’s words. So if I was in metaphysical puzzle, the pieces began to fit. The book’s author, Jodie, the mysterious virtual friend«J. ». Different people asserted the same thing and that conscience overwhelmed me.
I left the book. And wished to reunite with Jodie to exchange impressions about what I had read. Each idea added to the ones before, pointed them, and gave feet to new ones. A concept led me to another one, and another one…
Before me, the image of the puzzle appeared little by little. I wished to see Jodie again. Only to talk about the book? Being honest, to see her. Even more: I was dying to see her.
When we reunited it gave me the impression that the two of us where alone in this planet; but when she was not by my side, I felt completely alone in this galaxy.
That night, I got a third e-mail. It made reference to certain comments from the book. I began to think that this book didn’t come to me by chance, so: what strange conspiracy made it find me?
«Creation gives proof of its intelligence in all its manifestations. The world we inhabit has an unlimited power of organization and the most outstanding thing is: It reacts to our intention. For that reason, everything seems to happen with the minimum effort. In the same way, our mind is part of a superior mind. And from her, we get bursts of wisdom. We are but a simple page in a gigantic universal encyclopedia.
Intuitions can be supported by words, images or sensations that get to you. Or a combination of everything at once. Rarely will information be too elaborate, and often it has to be interpreted. It doesn’t use proper names, only similarities, metaphors, signs, coincidences and symbols. On occasions, an event is considered random, when associated with a question, it becomes an answer.
When you make a decision, first and foremost, never force the easy or comfortable answer. What you get with that is inadequate. Second, you must ask yourself what kind of life you want and if the decision you are going to make fits with that will. Third, you must learn to listen to your heart. Your heart knows. Fourth, and last, you must learn to trust».
Signed J, always J, whoever J was… I printed it, read it once, twice, even three times. It seemed as if every step I took, someone was bothering to accompany it with an explanation, like a foot note, like a subtitle.
I turned off the studio lights and left for the hospital to accompany Sam and Lorena.
Chapter Eight
One of Lorena’s medical attendants gave us two updates. A good one and a bad one. Not bad one, desolating. The good one? She had recovered conscience and come out of coma. The scanner had not detected any cervical lesion -which had worried him the most-. Never the less, after recovering conscience they discovered she could not move from the waist down. That was desolating.
They let us go in to see her, five minutes.
-I must look really bad with all these catheters, right?- joked Lorena with a voice that didn’t sound like her’s.
-Yes you do. You look like a bride on her honey moon - I observed. - Well, a little bit ran over, but a bride in the end.
We barely smiled. A tear came out of her eyes. When a tear trips with smiling lips I rumble, because someone wants to be happy, without actually being. But all and all Lorena was the most complete of the three of us, the strongest against the worst of the possibilities. She managed to make us smile, she even joked; but I noticed her eyes were swollen, I believe she had been crying all afternoon.
I lent her the book Universe Partner. Maybe its content filled with powerful ideas could act as a catalyst in her emotions so she would find a way to express them. I, coming from facing a huge loss, knew how you suffered when you believe God has abandoned you and forgotten about your name. When in reality, he is carrying you in his arms.
We were like three cards in a small card game castle holding one another. I could feel the strength of love and care in the room, and discovered that it is the only force that manages to hold the card castle. If any amalgam is able to unite our world, it is love. I left father and daughter alone, melted in a hug, and went out to the hall.
During the following days, doctors would run some tests. That helped to keep her hopes up, since at any moment the problem could be fixed. And in that waiting, you would die a little bit every night and not come back to life until the next day.
-How did you see her? -I asked Sam when we left the hospital.
-She
