“Abigail, meditate on the power within you
in the physical realms. In your spiritual world, that could be easily
manifested but in the physical universe, you always have to choose which the
lesser evil is. Think positively. Rid of those negative thoughts. Remember your
mind is your reality. Think of the good intentions and manifest them in your
physical world.” I could hear every word grandfather utter in the early dawn of
the sweet September morning. September is the last month of summer in Japan. My
sweats glittered like diamond beads. They were falling down my face. I had no
intention of wiping those sweats. The
climate was muggy rising to 86°F. Oh training, discipline and meditation, we almost
do this for couple of years. I now master the mind power that includes the
subconscious mind. I could blend them together in one realm but I don’t limit
this realm as just a quantum jumping or there is an alternate universe. Mine is a congenital power for part of my seed
was that of an angel.
I am standing in the center of the circle. I
have to keep myself intact within the circle. I could not go out or stepped the
white line or I’ll be grounded. I hate being grounded. Grandfather would punish
me severely under the intense heat of the sun without using any of my power. He
would let me sit steadily and concentrate more. My brain got screwed sometimes.
I got tired and drained too. I always want to live a normal life like any other
kids in town. Sometimes I rebelled
against the imposition on me. I remembered
one time I sent the wind blew in the opposite direction. It resulted to a
twister. Cumulonimbus clouds formed in the sky and a violent pressure winds
were swirling down to the earth’s surface. I was actually rebelling inside with my eyes
closed. I didn’t realize that grandfather, Zar, Joey, Richard, Khail and his
sons were already in commotion. Daddy
shook me and said, “Stop it Abigail. Oh Jesus, stop it. Calm your nerves before
you destroyed the neighboring towns. ” I opened my eyes. I shuddered to what I
see. All dark and the twister were forming towards direction east. I saw Khail
and Mikhail driving the wind back to its former direction. Zar and Joey were
airborne destroying the cumulonimbus clouds. Richard, Stephen and Darwin were
blocking the winds not to travel east. Daddy scorned me. His eyes were furious.
He was mad. “Abigail, you created this catastrophe. Do something about this. I
can forgive your stubbornness but I can’t condone you if many people get hurt
and die.” That was the first time I saw
daddy goaded with anger. I got tensed. I trembled. I got the message. I know how he cared about
human beings.
I embraced daddy to soothe his anger. He
looked straight into my eyes while holding my shoulders. “Do something my baby.”
In one great speed, I was airborne. I
was suspended in motion hundreds of feet from the ground. The winds were
getting stronger and I could see that the angels were having a hard time combatting
the winds not to travel east. The skies were turning darker. From time to time
there were electronic discharges in the skies that I knew sent a panicky
feeling to the people at the neighboring town. There were crashing booming sounds
caused by thunders. Thunders shook the earth. I have few minutes left to
correct my blunder or these angelic creatures of God and my dad would never
forgive me at all. “Oh my God, I said to myself. Help me to correct my
blunder.” An instant ignition came to my mind like a light bulb. I sat in a yoga position and closed my eyes. I
murmured, “You the winds of west Japan, where you sow your fruit there, return
to the west. You west wind, disentangled yourselves from the east wind.” I
could feel some resistance from the winds. I concentrated again and ordered,
“You west winds disentangle yourselves from the east wind or I will destroy you
and you’ll never sow your fruit again here on earth.” There was still resistance. I concentrate
more pulling all the chakras within me. I then stood up and raised my arms and
released the chakras within me. I commanded the chakras to destroy the cumulonimbus
clouds that cause the twister. There was violet uproar in the skies. The
cumulonimbus clouds released rains but I was quick to command the rains to disperse.
The west wind and the east wind separated from each other. I told to the west
wind, “Back off.” The west wind back off
and returned to the western part of Japan. Suddenly, the sun pops out from the
clouds smiling beamingly telling me, “Good job Abby.”
“Abigail” I heard grandfather calling me. My
mind returned to the present. “Yes grandfather,” I answered. “What do you have
in your mind,” asked grandfather. “Oh nothing grandfather. Just reminiscing
memories from the past,” I said. “Those stupid things I have done in the past,
grandfather. Ha ha ha ha,” I laughed. Grandfather smiled radiantly at me. “Those
were no stupid things granddaughter. Those were powers out of proportion. Out
of …let me say your liking doing it.” “Yeah grandfather. It was like a game to
me, that whatever I want, I want to do it. At present, I know the difference.
When to use it, when not to use it!” I have one exercise for you before our
training ends. This is the most magnificent thing that you did in your years
existence,” he emphasized. “What do you want me to do, grandfather?” I was
excited. Thrilled came to me that moment he mentioned it. I like challenge.
Whether I can beat it or not! “Turn the
petals of cherry blossoms to butterflies,” he commanded. My eyes turned big and
my face glow. I could still remember how I turned the petals into butterflies. “Yes
grandfather, I can do it right away.” With one instant moment, the petals of
the cherry blossoms turned to butterflies with different colors – blue, red,
brown, violet, yellow, black, white, orange and multi-colorful butterflies.
They were flying all around. Then I turned
the dry leaves to red roses-the favorite color of my mom. The angels were awed
of what they see in the surroundings. It was splendid and like a paradise. I
told myself, “If this world could be a better place like this.”
Training was often exhilarating. I returned
to my room to take a shower. The dripping of the water all over my body sent a
relaxing sensation. I soaped my body with a rose-perfumed scent. I
was in my puberty stage. I have noticed that I was undergoing physical and psychological
changes. My breasts were fuller and a spurt in my height. Now I stand 5’ 6” at
my age of 12. I was tall at 12. I was getting a sexy figure with a little curve in my waist. This could caught the attention of guys if I was exposed. Pubic
hairs were growing too that I needed to shave my armpit to get rid of those unwanted
hairs. Physically, I was more of human but what encompasses me most was more of
spiritual being. When I looked at myself in a mirror, my physical appearance was
more likely of my mom. My violet eyes flaring and turning to red if I sensed
emergency.
I touched my reflection in the mirror. I was
extremely beautiful, like a goddess but I was the dangerous specie on earth to
our nemesis, August. I, Abigail Josephus aka Therah Smith would have to face him
soon. How soon? I knew that somewhere in Syria they were readying for a war
with us. I don’t have nuclear weapons that August have. Mine, was subterfuge.
