We’re supposed to find out we are interconnected or something. Michael says we need a critical mass.”
“Critical mass?” Circe asked, a pensive look on her face.
“We have to reach a critical mass as a percentage of the entire planet,” Magda said.
“I understand,” Circe said.
“How are we supposed to get these people into a deep enough meditation to enter the fourth dimension? I doubt any of them have ever meditated before in their lives, even before the war,” Cassie said.
“The chambers are like terminals,” Magda explained again.
“Have you used them?” Cassie asked.
“No, not yet. I don’t know how they work. I’m good at The Program, but I have no idea how to enter the fourth dimension without it. I’m probably not the one to lead this.”
“Of course you are,” said Circe. “Let’s all go down to one of the chambers now and try it out. I taught Cassie to hone her skills, I’m sure the two of us could help you. Who knows what we might do together. Maybe save the entire planet from our alien overlords.”
Magda giggled and Cassie grunted at Circe’s comment. “Let’s go then,” Cassie said.
Chapter Four
They entered the chamber and lines of blue lights spread out across the walls and floor. There were rows upon rows of chairs spreading out from a central circle where a glass podium rose to waist height. On the top of the podium was a clear round dome. Blue lights flashed like lightning under the glass.
The three women approached the central podium and peered down at the flashing lights. “Do you have any idea how to use this?” Cassie asked Magda.
“No. Do you?”
Cassie shook her head, but Circe reached out, her hand hovering right above the glass. Circe looked from Cassie to Magda and the others followed her lead. Slowly, all three women lowered their hands onto the glass dome.
The impact was instant. They were sucked through a dark tunnel and spit out the other side where they could see themselves standing in the circle around the podium. They looked at each other in their astral forms as they hovered behind their physical bodies.
“Wow,” said Magda, but the words didn’t form physical sound waves. They seemed to come from inside her mind and connect with the minds of her friends. “This is wild. It was never like this in The Program.”
“I think we have more control here,” Cassie said.
“Why don’t we try to connect with universal source?” Circe suggested.
“How do we do that?” Magda asked.
“Just focus on your heart and begin to feel the energy and vibration of the world around you. Feel how it connects and intertwines with everything else. Do you see how the aura of your astral body bleeds into mine?”
Magda looked at the colors radiating out from her astral form. They did bleed into Circe and Cassie as well. She could almost feel their colors as they bled into her. She took a deep breath and suddenly all three women were caught in a moment of complete understanding of each other. Magda didn’t know where she ended and the others began. It stunned and compelled her. She’d never felt anything so terrifyingly beautiful in her life.
They stayed suspended in that moment for quite some time, no one wanting to sever the connection. Michael walked into the room, his astral form showing clearly through his human form. It was as if he existed in both planes simultaneously, and needed no meditation, Program, or terminal to get there.
Magda lost her focus for an instant. They were sucked out of the fourth dimension and landed back inside their three-dimensional bodies. She looked up at Michael, questions running through her mind. Part of her could still feel Circe and Cassie and she knew that they could feel her too.
“Well done,” Michael said, walking through the rows of chairs. “That is only the beginning. When you bring the entire group into the circle, the effects will compound by many times.”
Magda couldn’t even imagine what it
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