Free Star Woman in Love by Piera Sarasini Page B

ability to read etheric signs and communicate with the Earth. Symbols and messages would be sent their way to test their skills in deciphering them when their auras were merged. Cassandra and Oscar were too engrossed in one another to suspect our presence and the fact that they were being investigated. Separately, however, they had sensed us on various occasions in the past. But since the moment they had met, they were far too preoccupied with each other to bother with their spirit guides. That was good.
    After a quick pint for the road, they headed for Greyfriars’ Cemetery, the site they were about to explore together. Given its reputation as one of the most haunted grounds in Scotland, this may have sounded like a bleak place for the pair to visit. However, it also happens to be one of the Earth’s power-spots and it’s ripe with sacred knowledge for those who have the heart to see it. Cassandra had often explored the kirk and its graveyard, collecting and interpreting symbols. Oscar had a strong grasp of the Silent Language. Their combined skills might give their visit to this place a different meaning. Their choice of a venue for their date was impeccable. We couldn’t have selected a better place ourselves. These two were starting to make our life easy.
    They walked through the gate hand in hand, like Hansel and Gretel. They seldom let go of each other’s grip in the early days. They still had not kissed once, and it would take ages before their relationship could eventually take on sexual connotations. Their bond at that moment was one of perfect innocence and potentiality: two powerful qualities. Cassandra showed Oscar the sights: the Kirk, the graveyard and its vaults. This was a place of death. Many people had been buried there, bodies above bodies, over hundreds of years. The tourists in the kirkyard were feeling ‘the creeps’ that sunny and breezy afternoon. Our two friends, of course, were unfazed by the other visitors’ lower emotions. Love was their armour against negativity. And they were full of love in April 1993.
    Cassandra and Oscar were not afraid of death. They understood it was a transformational signpost. They revealed their shared point of view on physical mortality in the graveyard. Such a notion is always the mark of a true initiate. They were now studying a big carved slab on the ground. It was the top of a sarcophagus which had been unearthed from the old kirk. Archaeologists were still baffled as to the meaning of the carvings on this stone. The symbols were marked by simple, almost primitive traits. They looked like Viking sun compasses at the bottom, while the dials at the top were reminiscent of a Celtic cross.
    Cassandra was adamant that this had been the lid of the tomb of a Knight of the Temple of Solomon. It dated back to the end of the 13th and the beginning of the 14th century. However, she didn’t know the true purpose of the slab. As they stood in front of the grave absorbing every carved detail, the secret symbols started to interact with their auras. As they did, their astral bodies were projected like holograms to the Great White Lodge in Shambhala where we, the Ascended Masters, had gathered.
    Among those of us in attendance was William Middleton, the very Knight Templar whose physical body had been buried under the magical slab. He had been summoned to the Hall to see what was happening. His tomb was an early experiment in teleportation which had allowed him to transfer his astral body to Shambhala straight after his burial under the slab. The Knights of the Temple of Solomon were proficient in establishing contact with the etheric fourth dimension. The novelty celebrated by the eminent audience, however, had to do with Cassandra and Oscar. Due to the purity of their joint frequency and the power of the love they felt for each other, the Twins, as we called them here, had made a brief appearance among us in the Lodge, as we had anticipated.
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    “Oscar, my darling,