Southworld (Part 5 of 7)

Richard had just sat down in the circle of those in his group, taking the hand of his wife to his left and the hand of an older gentleman to his right.  The hand to the right had a constitution similar to a fish.  Looking up to the now seated spirit guide, Sandstone by name, gender indeterminate, Richard allowed his attention to drift, giving his best effort at guessing the sexual orientation of his guide.  But it was a fruitless effort, all telltale clues to gender were absent.

Richard and his wife had been on holiday for fourteen days now, visiting all the strongest meridian points the earth had to offer.  Their final stop, Stonehenge, was the climax of their trip.  Somehow, Sandstone had made some important contacts and managed to bring the group into the center of Stonehenge, typically off limits to tourists. "Thank you for joining hands," he/she began, "everyone close your eyes and focus on the earth directly below is.  Direct your golden energy into the earth and connect with Gaia.  She is very strong here."  

Richard could just barely hear the hum, a slight "om", coming from the gentleman to his right.  As he focused his energy to the ground beneath him, he could feel a gentle vibration, almost like an embrace.  He suspected some others in his group felt it as well, for he heard several gentle, but definite intakes of breath from around the circle.  But the feeling left as quickly as it arrived and Sandstone called for everyone to stand up.  The bus ride back to the hotel was strangely quiet.  Richard's wife commented the she felt somewhat violated.

Later that evening, as Richard and his wife had finished dinner, over a glass of merlot the discussion turned a little queer.  "I'm not sure what to think of the Stonehenge incident today, Richard," his wife said.  "I know we were supposed to connect with Gaia today and feel her energy, but it just didn't seem right."  Richard paused.  He felt the energy just like his wife had felt, yet he had the same uncomfortable feeling.  Like one would feel getting undressed at the doctor's office, with the doctor watching and breathing hard.

"I know what you mean, honey.  I mean really, how can we have an assurance that Sandstone is actually leading us into what he/she claims?  There are malevolent entities out there.  We know that from our time in moving our chakra energy and channeling.  I feel like we're dabbling in areas where we are over our heads. I'm starting to feel like we need some sort of authority over us."