The Time. Was Gone. Just Like That.

The room. Still mysterious. To him. The painting dry. He tried to figure out the day and time. His mind at work. Suddenly it hit him. Hard. He was part of a timeless space. There was no yesterday or tomorrow. All was flowing into one. The presence was the only thing he could sense. At first he was scared. This was so unreal. No yesterday, so no luggage to carry. No tomorrow, so no worries how things would unfold. He felt free. For the first time in his adult life. His energy level increased. No limits. The timeless scene arrived right on time.

By surrendering to the now, he was liberated from judgments. All judgments ever made during his entire life were instantly transformed into packages where all seemed possible. His expectations were absent too. He was only breathing and enjoying the way his senses brought the information into his visionary field. He felt how his creative energy was rising. His creative brain was growing. Such a spectacle. Curious as he was, he did some tests with his new born capacities. Since he was not worried anymore, he did not care being in that mysterious room. On the contrary this was perfect.

Another consequence of living in a timeless zone, was that he could travel into each direction. The timeline was available to him. He decided to take a leap of faith. Bringing a visit to a country he once knew so well. His native American tribe was calling him. His mind brought him there. Easily. He walked on the earth. He saw his native American family. Omg, this was exciting. They could not see him. As if a window of glass was between them. He could see every single detail. Their skin was beautiful. The wisdom in the expression of their eyes was soul touching. As precious as the moon and the stars.

He saw a child. Playing with some feathers. Exploring the world. Laughter and bliss. Then the universe whispered him in the ear: "You are that child". He could not believe his eyes. He was looking at himself, his younger version. The child was drawing a picture. In the sand. Other children were observing the scene. Apparently it was an important moment. He tried to figure out what exactly it was that he was drawing. Focused, highly focused activity. Special for a young child. His eyes could catch the picture. Into its finest details. He was speechless.

It was a spaceship. A modern one. How could this child have knowledge about the existence of such a thing? The other children were wildly enthusiastic. The wise chief noticed an extraordinary moment. He called one of the children to ask more information. When he heard about the special drawing, he immediately organised a tribe meeting. "The time has come, big change ahead", was his serious announcement. The others were silent. They knew what the consequences were. All had their visionary skills. They saw more than any human ever could do.

The next moment there was a sandstorm. The other children ran away. Looking for shelter. The horses - sensitive as they are - started to move. It was a true challenge to let them stay. The sand surrounded the child that was drawing. He was not afraid. He surrendered. That was his choice. Soon he disappeared. Only a white feather remained. In the sky the tribe saw some circles. Steam above. He was sent for a special mission. Adventurous as he was. He must have put a request into the air. He got his ticket. For free.

The man was amazed. To have witnessed the scene. He felt connected to the child. An invisible line was created between the two of them. He felt the presence of the child in his world. Every step, every movement signed in his soul and heart. They were one. From a distance the child looked at him. With a gentle smile. He knew perfectly what he was doing. The man felt clearly the trusting energy. The spaceship was far away. Getting ready for the change. In the meantime the chief used the healing drum. The beat was felt deeply into each member's soul. They looked into the sky. The colors were different now.

By Liesbeth Leysen

Professional Writer