Ommatrin concluded, “Touch lightly. Avoid controlling life. Instead, channel all your resources into each arriving moment. Flow joyously with the surprises life will surely bring. Surrender and God’s will shall be delivered to you!” Ommatrin let forth another soothing, “Om,” then stated, “I have spoken enough.”
“But Master,” Leon persisted, “last time you taught me a technique. I cherish it.”
Ommatrin’s heart fluttered and from it an idea sprouted. Immediately, he began to instruct, “Earth humanity is becoming aware of the vastness of God’s physical dimension. Once, a light-year was a huge amount; now, it is but a speck. Soon humanity will discover that their newly expanded conceptions of space and reality are but a particle of the truth. How big is it all? All the inhabited worlds, all the quazillion universes spiraling in harmony, all the unfolding, enfolding dimensions—how much is there? Can you imagine what Everything is?”
“No, Master,” Leon admitted humbly.
“Just as I asked you to surrender to life, I now ask you to surrender all sense of limit,” the teacher prompted. “Release your limiting mind, and your consciousness will naturally enlarge; every universe, every molecule—you can fit it all within you!”
Leon tried to surrender, but part of him deemed it a task, causing his mind to hold on even tighter. Let go, he demanded of himself, only creating more resistance. After several minutes of contemplating the emptiness of space, his mind relaxed and his consciousness expanded slightly. Like a roller coaster at the crest, it suddenly rocketed down. Expansion’s momentum exploded in all directions, past birthing planets and erupting stars, until his consciousness blurred beyond the shallow walls of matter. Leon could hear the hiss of dimensions whizzing past like infinite cards shuffling. Suddenly, he felt an opening into an endless vista of alluring nothingness.
“Om,” Ommatrin sang sweetly. “Now you feel the All!”
“Yes,” Leon uttered.
Ommatrin delivered the last vital instruction. “Now, take this immensity and shrink it to the head of a pin within your heart. Do it now. Now!” Ommatrin demanded.
Leon’s energy field vibrated within a revelation no words could convey. Yet amidst this, his heart, kidnapped by his mind, left the moment to make a mental note: Teach Walter Snow this technique. The odd divergence lasted only a second, but when he returned, Ommatrin was gone.
The child floated aimlessly. “I’m a leaf in the wind,” he started singing, just when a streak of woven light disturbed him.
Zelia whizzed around the edge of Leon’s aura, creating cosmic tickles before she dove into his field, fluffing up areas and patting down others. Leon was delighted that Josie’s fairy was so adept at manipulating electromagnetic fields.
Secretly, Zelia was preparing to interrogate him. The fairy was sensing danger in Josie’s future and wanted to avert it. She knew Leon was telepathic when he was out-of-body, and at the speed of thought, Zelia got the information she had come for.
Leon’s appreciation for the fairy flowered into an idea. “Zelia, you would be a perfect inter-dimensional liaison. I could contribute more by journeying out-of-body full time. You could alert me if I’m needed on the—”
“Oh joy, oh glee, oh merriment and mirth,” Zelia interrupted. “Your next great adventure is happening on Earth!” her high-pitched fairy voice cut through, “Leon, it is time! Earth time. Seek the reason for your incarnation; it may be your last. Look for signs; look for signs!”
“Yes, Great One,” the boy barely uttered, confusing Zelia with Ommatrin of Orvonton.
Zelia disappeared in a flash.
Leon returned to expanding into and shrinking the unfathomable All. He was a huge pendulum swinging back and forth when, from a place not familiar to him, a hand appeared and stopped the pendulum in the middle. Leon’s energy field rose an octave. “Zelia!” he called out.
“What?” the flash of light questioned before it became actual.
“I have a message for Josie. Tell her to share it with Walter Snow. Let them know this is the Second Key of Light.” Leon sent the thought transmission, and the fairy was gone in a green flash.