Chapter 2.
Where do we begin when we tell a person's life story?
Do we begin with their birth in the energy field of Gaia?
Do we begin with the moment of orientation when the soul enters the baby's body?
Do we begin at the moment of conception,
When the mother and father in human form unite the egg and the sperm that create the embryo that will become the human body to play out the life story?
Or do we begin with the origin of the soul?
The energy or consciousness that creates the spark of life that is essential for a human being to live out its story.
Any option is perfect.
And yet,
Perhaps if you're like me,
You like going all the way back to the beginning.
The very beginning.
When the soul was birthed into existence and the entire story started.
Allow me to introduce you to the soul known as Dahlia in this story I am sharing with you.
Dahlia's first awareness was of light and sound and sensation,
Movement,
Energy ebbing and flowing in a soothing rhythmic way that was almost hypnotic.
Dahlia's awareness strengthened slowly,
Clarified very meticulously.
There was a sense of not being alone,
Yet not being fully part of one flow.
As Dahlia focused on the movement,
There was a sense of form that emerged,
An individual pulse or frequency that could be distinguished from the collective group frequency all around.
The pulse was beautiful and unique.
As Dahlia began to identify this unique expression,
The other sounds started to differentiate and place themselves around Dahlia's sound.
Much like a band of instruments beginning to tune all at the same time,
The sounds were discordant and a bit jumbled,
Yet distinguishable.
Twelve.
There were twelve in Dahlia's group of sounds.
As the sounds continued to move and flow through and around Dahlia,
There was a slow synthesizing that began to smooth the various individual sounds into one more harmonious frequency.
As that happened,
The light particles began shimmering and dancing in harmony with the sounds.
Dahlia's frequency intensified and clarified,
And her sound and light became more brilliant.
A little bigger.
A lot brighter.
In tandem,
So were all of the other lights becoming brighter,
And the sounds becoming more beautiful.
Suddenly,
A presence appeared.
A beautiful,
Soft fuchsia-pink beam of light was surrounding the magic that was happening in Dahlia's awareness.
A gentle hush moved through the group.
A feeling of reverence and deep gratitude and delight filled the container being held by this beautiful pink beam.
Welcome was telepathically transmitted throughout the container.
Immediately,
A chatter of twelve individual sounds erupted,
Much like a classroom of preschool children after being greeted by a new teacher.
Was transmitted to each one.
Welcome to your soul's journey.
You are the tribe known as the Cosmic Catalyst,
And I am the first of many guides to support your evolution and mission for Source.
We are delighted you have chosen this brief separation from all to create new energies to expand consciousness.
You are pioneers,
Adventurers,
Explorers,
Scouts who share what you discover with those ready to individuate next.
Are you ready to begin now?
The energy of the group had dramatically shifted with this clear intention.
All twelve individual souls of light and sound had placed themselves in a circular position,
Side by side.
A visual image might be of a round table with twelve chairs evenly spaced and individuals sitting in the chairs all focusing at one central drawing on the table.
In this case,
The drawing was a hologram,
And the souls were without form.
Their guide began the introductions.
Dahlia.
Enro.
