The other woman’s terror felt “red” and impenetrable. Her body coiled into itself as she squatted on the floor, arms curled around her knees and head tucked down tight against them. She couldn’t hear her sister.
Sitting down nearby, I began to talk to the terrified woman, encouraging her to listen to her sister, letting her know she didn’t need to be afraid anymore. Through my mind I projected peace so she would feel a change in atmosphere. Mentally I kept telling her she was safe, that nothing more would ever harm her. “Your sister is waiting for you,” I said.
The sister who was partially in Light extended her hand further, urging.
At last, the woman came out of her fear, pushing through the red veil of terror. She lifted her chin off her knees and looked up at her sister.
“It’s okay,” I repeated, “you’re safe now.”
Finally, I felt her acceptance. Her fear sloughed off like a garment shed. She reached for her sister’s hand and I saw their hands meet.
Their forms melded into a pattern of energy, intricate and golden, laced with other brilliant colors, as they quickly rose into Light together.
The temperature in the room changed as this happened, though I know not why. Perhaps the shift in energy was an acknowledgement of sorts, a signaling of goodbye.
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