They All Died Smiling

“You said the book helped you realize

your soul has value. Would you be willing to say more about that?”

Her eyes lost focus. “The way Mandy writes, I got caught up in it. Instead of obsessing about my pain, I started obsessing about getting past it.”

Obsessing. Interesting word choice, plus she began to speak in a singsong manner that made her seem like she was in a hypnotic trance.

Obsessed. Rituals. Addicted. Trance. Online church.

The black haze around her writhed and undulated. Creepy. This time I couldn’t brush it aside. That just happened. I did not like it. Not one little tiny bit. It needed to stop. Right now. A placid thin haze was plenty weird all by itself. Back to work. Finish this interview and get on out of here

I took what I intended to be a calming breath. “You told me you are about to take your Freedom Journey. Now remember, this is all new to me, but I’m hoping maybe you’ll be willing to say where you’ll go and what you’ll do.”

“It is forbidden to reveal the nature of our journey.”

Oops. Maybe I would have known that if I’d had time to read this crazy book, but it wouldn’t stop me asking for the story. I decided to match her sing-song cadence. Might help her speak freely.

“How did you know it was time?”

“The Releasing Ritual opens the heart. At the right moment, it is time to let the past go and be free.”