the
roads that have been laid out before you. Her appearance seemed older and her English accent was
gone.
Is this the same woman from
before? I didn't know if my thoughts were
safe or if I had to be guarded like in the beginning, and part of
me didn't really care because I needed answers.
My accent is only limited
to verbal communication. I could color my thoughts with it, but I
need not. And you look to me as a wise elder, so I'm a wise elder
in your eyes now. Betty's eyes sparkled
the way Grandpa's often did.
Should I only be speaking
through my mind? I wanted to start
learning right away.
Only if you're not worried
that you'll forget that words will need to come from your mouth
when you're among the rest of the world. I find that speaking
mentally and staying more within our inner mental confines helps to
keep me better connected to my seeing abilities. Betty walked over to a small tea kettle and
poured out two cups, she handed one to me and then sat down on a
small bean bag-like chair.
So what's the plan,
Stan? Even in my head I couldn't sound as
eloquent as most of the adults in my life.
I've arranged for you to be
placed in special classes at school to help with your gifts. Here,
as in this visit, we'll try to get a handle on your latest vision.
I'll try to teach you to control your visions so that you may see
simple things like small parts of the future- parlor tricks in my
mind. I also want to know everything that you know of your own
talents thus far, so that we can work on developing some of them or
trying to make a plan to develop them. I think that we should also
discuss your school and what you should expect, it'll be very
different from your old schools and yet, somehow similar. She smiled ever so slightly.
Okay, where do we
begin? I stifled a yawn.
The first thing we do is
sleep. This will be your home for the next week. Bernard is the
only other person that has permission to come into this area.
Should you see anyone else, they're subject to anything that you
can imagine. This room will help to strengthen your natural
abilities as well. I'll send Bernard to help you get comfortable.
He has the ability to manifest objects as well as several other
talents. He'll help you alter the inside of this seer's hut, into a
castle bedroom if you'd like. We shall start first thing in the
morning. I'll also have him bring you something to eat. She smiled again and then walked out of the hut-
taking her tea cup with her.
“I don't know about all of
this.” I said to the walls. I did like the idea of having another
person to talk to besides Betty. I had a feeling that the week
would feel much longer than it should. I sat on the floor and
sipped my tea while I waited for Bernard to arrive.
Bernard didn't seem out of
place here for some odd reason. In this man-made paradise, he fit
right in. He had changed from the butler-like outfit he was wearing
into soft white linen. His skin seemed a glowy tan. Something that
was natural but wasn't right in the same sense. He walked in and
bowed slightly, a gesture that I was going to have to adjust
to. Strange ways they have here. I looked at him and for a moment I didn't know
what to say, I mean do I just point to stuff and ask him to change
it?
Greetings, Miss Emma. Where
shall we begin making this location more to your liking? His words tickled my mind, like the feather
duster I had seen earlier.
Um. Let's start with you
trying really hard just to call me 'Emma' and not to be so formal
with me, okay? I really wanted to get rid
of the extra special treatment I got for me being me.
I can try and work on it.
I've not been on staff for long so it shouldn't be too hard. What
should I call you then? He winked at me.
Right away I knew that I liked him.
Just call me Emma. Do you
like being called Bernard or do you have a shortened version you
like better. In short, I want to know what I should call you. I'm
also wondering how you'll know if I, like, you know, need
something.