Crossing The Great
In-Between
From the Journal of
Shara Lynn
Through Suzanne Lie
Dear
Journal,
I,
Shara Lynn, promise to document all my experiences in this Journal. I do not know
what will happen, or even what is happening right now. All I do know is that,
somehow, I have found myself in the flow of “The Great In-between.” In fact,
even now, I am speaking to you from the flowing time of “The Great In-between.”
For
some reason, of which I am unsure, I was chosen, in some way, and by some unknown
source, to be the Emissary. The Emissary is the one who can consciously
“go-between” that which is closing and that which is just opening.
I am
sorry if I am speaking in a confusing manner, but I have not yet come to terms
with what is occurring in our world. I am just a teenager, not even yet a young
woman, so I do not understand why I
was chosen to document this event. I guess I was chosen because I was the only
one who could perceive “the great change,” as many are calling it.
That
is, I am only who can clearly
perceive it. Shalone, our Leader and ancient Medicine Woman, has known her
entire, very long life, about the “flow of the Great In-between.” She waited
and meditated and served us all to assist us to prepare for this event.
Shalone
can feel the flow of the Great In-between, but her eyes are now dim, her
hearing poor, and she must sleep many hours for she is over 100 years old.
Therefore, she has chosen me to be her eyes and ears, as she knows that I am
among the very few in our world who
can perceive the flow of the Great In-between.
“OUR
world,” what does that mean? It seemed that just yesterday I believed that
there was only one world, and our small community was the focal point for all
reality. Now that I have seen the bigger picture, I realize how innocent and naive
I was before I had my first glimpse of “The Great In-between.”
I
have tried to tell several people about what I have experienced, but only
Shalone will listen to me. In fact, it seemed that I frightened the others when
I tried to tell them of my experience.
Shalone
told me that change is one of the most frightening things for many adults. It
was for that reason that a young teen, barely a woman, was chosen to be the
emissary between the reality we have always known and the flow of the Great In-between.
No
one, not even Shalone, knows what is on the other side of the “In-between.” Some
believe that there is nothing on the other side, and some believe that a grand
new kind of reality is awaiting us on the other side of the Great In-between.
Shalone
has told me to write a journal, and to NOT tell our people, yet, that I have
seen the other side of the Great In-between. But, actually, I could not tell
any one because I have no manner in which I could describe it. Also, I think,
but I am not sure, that I saw “The Other Side,” or if I just dreamed, or even imagined
it.
Shalone,
in her great wisdom, told me that the only way to perceive the Great
In-between, and the Other Side is through our own dreams and imaginations. She
told me that when we dream and imagine we expand the frequency range of our
perceptions. I did not understand what she meant by that sentence, but I have
learned to just listen to what she says. Then, eventually, I understand.
Also,
Shalone becomes quite upset when I ask questions. She always says to me, “I do
not know how much longer I will have this form. Therefore, you cannot become
dependent on me to assist you. I can teach you how to look and listen with an
Open Heart and Higher Vision. Once I have done that, I will leave this world
and go Home.
Whenever
Shalone even mentions the word “Home” a light comes across her face. I have
tried to ask her about that light, but she says, “You must find this answers
for your self, as I will soon be leaving.”
I
have learned not to cry when she says that, as it makes her VERY upset. “Are
you crying for me or for yourself?” she asks with an angry voice. “You must be
strong and listen to all I have to tell you.”
Therefore,
I do not cry, or even ask too many questions. Even if I cannot hear her soft
voice, and I ask her to repeat, she says, “You must listen with your Heart and
see with your Third Eye. That is the only way you will hear me once I am on the
“Other Side.”
Of
course, she refuses to tell me what the “Other Side” is. Instead, she tells me
in a somewhat angry voice, “You must find the Other Side your self, for that is
how you will hear me when I am gone from “this world.”
I
finally know better than to ask her what she means by “this world,” but that is
why I no longer believe that all reality is just our one small place. Again, I
cannot share that information with anyone, or they would become very frightened
and angry. I often wonder why so many people in our world are so frightened by
the unknown.
Shalone
once told me that the unknown, or anyone who wants to tell talk about the
unknown, frightens most people. I have definitely found that statement to be
true. Therefore, the problem is that, once we know a truth, our life becomes
very lonely.
Of
course, it is not always lonely now, as I can still talk with Shalone, as well
as with the birds, animals, trees, clouds, and especially the quite ponds.
Again, Shalone has warned me to NEVER tell any one that I can communicate with
Nature in this manner. Once again, another reason why I will be horribly lonely
when she leaves.
“No,
no,” Shalone says after reading my mind. She does that a lot, reading my mind,
I mean. Shalone says again and again, as I keep forgetting this truth, that the
key to crossing into the Great In-between is to KNOW they you are NEVER alone.
“Just
because someone is invisible to your physical eyes, does not mean that person
does not exist,” Shalone reminds me again. I do understand that statement, as I
have always been able to talk with the Nature Spirits, which most people can
never perceive. In fact, when I walk in the woods, I often hear the Nature
Spirits calling me. But then they hide from me.
“Why
do you call me if you are going to hide from me?” I ask in a frustrated manner.
I know I am not frustrated with the
Nature Spirits, but I often do get frustrated with my self.
“Now,
Now, Dear,” says Shalone, as she can instantly feel my frustration.
“Frustration is low-grade anger, and it will lower your perceptions. You know
that if you ever lost your ability to speak with all the Nature Spirits that
you would be VERY lonely.”
I
have to admit that she is correct. The Nature Spirits, and Shalone, have been
my best friends for all of my life.
“When
I leave,” Shalone reminds minds me, “you will speak with me in the same manner
as you speak with the Nature Spirits. In fact, you will find my essence flowing
around and through the Nature Spirits, for when I leave, I will, also remain. You
see dear, “leaving” is a third dimensional concept.”
I
guess I had best tell you about the third dimension now. Some people think that
the third dimension is the physical world, but it is also much, much more than
that. The “third dimension” is a reality in which we choose to see that which
we have always known and ignore that
which is new.
For
example, those who only resonate to the third dimension cannot see or hear
Shalone, and definitely cannot perceive, or are even be aware of, “The Great
In-between.” Also, without the awareness of The Great In-between, there is no
possibility for them to perceive “The Other Side.”
The
Other Side is that which lies across The Great In-between. More and more of the
children are being born with the ability to perceive both The Great In-between
and the Other Side. In fact, I can see when they “leave time” to visit the
Other Side. I say, “leave time,” because the Other Side does not have time.
I
know that for a fact because I have crossed the In-Between and gone into the
Other Side. When I am there, it seems as though I live a long, long, life.
However, when I come back to my own world, I find that it is as thought I never
left.
“How
can that be?” I have asked Shalone many times. But she never answers that
question. She only smiles as says, “Wonderful dear, what did you learn there?”
“What
did I learn there?” I must ask myself. “Well,” I say to my self, I guess all I
have learned is that I am not “yet” ready to stay there. And then, as soon as I
return, I forget everything that I experienced.
“Why
can’t I remember?” I ask Shalone. Again, she smiles and says, “ You are not
ready yet dear. When you are ready you will remember.” I would not want to be
rude with her, but what kind of an answer is that?
“What
am I not ready for? And if I am not ready, then why do I go there?” I ask, trying
to cover my frustration with respect and patience. Of course, Shalone can read
my frustration and impatience and kindly looks right into my eyes and says, “What are you afraid of?”
I
want to be angry and tell that I am not afraid of anything, but since I would
never speak to Shalone in that manner, her question buzzes around my heart and
flirts with my mind. “Why am I not ready?” I ask the trees, the sky, the water,
the birds, the grass, and the rays of light that follow me through the woods.
Then,
if I am very still and do NOT ask another question, I begin to hear with my
heart and understand with my mind that I am just beginning something that is
brand new. Therefore, I need to be patient with myself. Soon after than,
Shalone comes to me to give me a long, silent hug.
She
then turns and leaves me in my own uncomfortable silence. “But why is that
silence uncomfortable?” I try to ask my self. It is then that my Inner SELF
gives me an “inner hug,” and reminds me that time is an illusion of my third dimensional
world.
It
is then that I remember that it is only when I stop asking questions that I can
remember that the answers that are always within me. When I am able to be
patient and allow the answers to come to be, I gradually become aware of the “Great
In-between” floating into my awareness.
Then
the Great In-Between reminds me that it is place, actually a frequency of
reality that enters me like a dream. However, I am fully awake and can
simultaneously see my physical world all around me. I then see a possible
entrance to another world, but only I can decide if, and when, I will choose to
enter it.
So
far, I have not entered it. Sometimes I become very close to the “threshold
between worlds,” but then a friend calls, I remember some “very important”
thing I must do, or I “fall out” of the experience, like one would “fall out”
of a tree.
However,
there is no falling or landing on the ground. Instead, that possible reality,
which is just like a flower that is almost ready to bloom, just disappears.
Then, all that I see is my everyday world and my everyday body.
“Why,
why, why do I stop my self? What am I afraid of?” Almost every time, Shalone
suddenly appears before me, gives me a hug, and says something like, “Good try.
Next time you will be able to stay longer.”
She then leave before I get a chance to ask any questions, even though I know she would not answer them. “That which you seek is found inside.” She always says. One day I will understand what she means by that, but I also think—know—that it is on that day that she will disappear from my life.
