Even in death a mother guides her son through triumphs and tragedies to his true destiny.
Billie Nickerson must accept her own mortality as the only way she can assure her son will receive the intuitive gifts he was born to inherit, to save her family – and perhaps the world – from a disastrous fate. But learning that she has died too soon creates a Karmic crisis as Billie tries to escape the afterlife and return to her loved ones.
In this chilling prequel to The Moon Singer Trilogy (The Crystal Clipper, The War Chamber, The Wind Rose) we learn the uncanny circumstances that informed Billie Nickerson’s decision to raise her son, David, to become a seeker of spiritual truth. As his teacher and mentor she gave him the courage to overcome his unexpected deafness, to excel at music – and to hear the voice within that speaks from his soul.
Though Billie’s life is fraught with danger and dark spirits, and the power that David acquires places him in grave jeopardy, the story is an illustration of a mother’s love and devotion that transcends the boundaries of the here and the hereafter.
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Chapter 9
In the Time Between Time
Billie scans the staging area. The auditorium is filled to capacity with people milling about in their seats with anticipation. Only they are not human entities, they are spirits of various levels of experience denoted by their auric colors, ranging from shades of white to yellow to blue.
The orchestra pit is vibrant with violet energies, demonstrating through music the highest form of spiritual evolution. Every instrument is represented, from ancient celestas, lyres and lutes to zithers, keyboards and horns of every type.
Billie is astonished. “What is this place? Some sort of performing hall? I never imagined that heaven – or wherever I am – would look like this.”
“This was your life experience, Billie. The concert hall, the musicians, the crowds. Your spirit experience will mirror your earthly experience, until you are ready to let go of it.”
“Why are there so many different colors of people?”
“That’s where they are in their soul evolution, each one having achieved a higher state of development through their music experience.”
“But why do I have no color at all? I think I’m pretty highly developed musically.”
“Because you’ve just begun. You are white, Blanche, a shining light but a very young soul.”
“That’s odd. I’ve always felt like an old soul.”
“A popular New Age expression.”
Billie appreciates her guide’s humor, and a feeling of familiarity comes through. “I know you, don’t I? I’ve seen you before. Why, you’re that fortune teller from the tent. Not Dorinda, but the other one. I never knew your name.”
“Names are not important here. I was on a mission that required me to have no identity.”
“A mission? For me?”
“You didn’t think you were just there in that tent having a Tarot card reading, did you?”
“Obviously not. But you, and Dorinda – you never really existed. You were just a figment. No one ever saw you but me, never even saw that tent or the sign inviting people in for readings.”
“As it was meant to be.”
Billie moves freely through this first experience, then on through various portals. People that she recognizes from her Earth life are formless, ethereal energies: an aunt from her father’s side of the family who passed on just before Billie moved to Port Avalon; a cousin who was killed in a plane crash during his first solo flight; a friend from high school who succumbed to leukemia; a teacher who committed suicide when his wife left and took their children with her. Their faceless forms nod in recognition as they move along on their own personal missions.
Then, emerging through a diaphanous curtain, two figures appear to Billie. They are old now, their auras grayed by their harsh life experiences. Billie had seen them rarely in her last years on Earth, living miles apart as they did, then finally parted by tragedy and death. But now, as they stand face to face, all the hurt, the anger, the conflicts they engaged in, the feelings of lonely isolation they instilled in her, the insecurities and unworthiness they passed on to her…all those feelings come to the fore and she feels on edge, a tenseness even in this sweet afterlife dimension.
If I hadn’t left them, if I had stayed near them, they would still be alive. Maybe I could have saved them from that burning building, from an arsonist’s senseless evil.
But then they embrace, and in their need for her, in their longing, Billie senses their sad regret, the apologies they can’t express, the forgiveness they offer her. She melts into their agony and it transforms into her love for them. Dissolving into a violet light, they are at last free souls.
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Author BIO – B. Roman
Roman is the author of the inspirational Moon Singer series (trilogy and prequel) and the suspense fiction, “Whatever Became of Sin?”) As Barbara Roman, she is the author of two children’s fantasy books: “Alicia and the Light Bulb People in Star Factory 13” and “Hubert in Heaven – a hi-tech angel gets his wings.” Because of her music background as a professional singer, most of her books have their roots in music theories and metaphors, entwined with the magic and mystery of metaphysical concepts and matters of ethics, faith, compassion, love, and heroism.
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