My Third Conversation with Starlight."Should we try this again?" I asked Starlight, as if we barely had a few moments between conversations, let alone a full day. "Ready, Freddy," Starlight answered playfully. "How do I do this?" I asked. "You know how to do it," she answered simply. "I feel blocked," I countered. "You've done it to yourself," she continued bluntly. "You've made yourself small, when in fact you are expansive. I can see right through it. So can you." "I guess that's the thing about walls," I said. "You can't see through them if you're the one right in front of them." "Then come over here from my view. Switch sides," she suggested. I imagined switching sides, seeing things from Starlight's point of view. I saw me, but a version who didn't look confident. And yes, my head was very small. "See yourself as bigger, more expansive," guided Starlight. I looked at myself and imagined it. I saw light flow through my body, expanding my head. I now looked full-size, confident, powerful, full of light, and connected to the universe. "That's who you are. You can put on whatever other constructs you want, try to cover up what is, hide your light. But it doesn't ever eliminate it or make it go away. It is still there, waiting to be uncovered again. Just imagine it so and it will be. This will work whenever you need it." More wise words from the master. I sat there for another minute, watching the light emanate from me, expand out to the universe around me, connecting me to everything else. "We all have it," said Starlight. "The light is in us and its natural state is to flow out. Shine. Those blinders, walls, shades, that people put up are their own doing, the product of feeling unworthy or unready or being afraid because we don't feel it is our place, our time, our honor, our ability. Sweep it all away! Those are time-wasters, energy suckers. You can get to what's real any time you wish." A new perspective, reborn."OK, " I said, still envisioning the lit-up me. "Can you tell me why you chose to come back as a cat?" "It was an inside job," she said with a lighthearted tone. "There's only so much you can experience as a horse, outside the home. That had its place. It was a way to connect with Nedda in a different way, through nature, the outdoors, through a species known for wisdom, connectedness, groundedness. We were 'being' in a way only a horse and human can. She was my eyes on the inside and I hers on the outside. It was a magical time. We found a strong bond of love in each other." "Why did it have to end?" I asked, thinking that Echo didn't live nearly as long as many horses do. "It was what we planned," said Echo as Starlight. "Nedda would have to rediscover love from within. To become whole on her own. And when she was ready, I would return, our partnership stronger than ever. Both of us ready to take things to new levels. In my new body, I could explore things in ways I had never known — and guide her in ways I couldn't before. Imagine putting a hoof on her keyboard to encourage her to stop and play? A cat can do everything a horse can't. It's surgeon's work. Details only a paw and lithe body can address. And of course, the cat's no-nonsense, yet full-of-nonsense, perspective." That's all she wrote.I asked, "Can you let me feel your love for Nedda?" I was expecting a feeling like true love or that overwhelming warmth in the heart, but instead I felt comfort, respect, everlastingness, partnership, oneness. timelessness. It didn't feel like human love, but bigger than that. A bigger perspective. "We play our parts well, don't we?" Starlight asked. It felt like she was referring to this big picture. Like, after seeing this universal view and knowing the everlasting nature of bonds and relationships and soul-level stuff, and then looking back at what we are all doing here on earth, that it's easier to see the game. That we are playing these parts and just having some fun. "Every great lesson brings it back home," Starlight began to wrap-up. "The blocks and divisions we construct. Indeed an inside job of a different kind. Yet inside all the same. Keep your eye on the big picture so you can remember what we're really doing here. It's not nearly as serious as people make it out to be. When they can remember that, they can remember themselves, their place in all of this. Free. Flowing. And light." I get a visual of her closing what looks like a big textbook. We are in a classroom, she as teacher and I as student. She said something to me that sounded like she was concluding the session, but the words reformulated into a new sentence several times. Each time, with a similar meaning, just in a different way. "And that's all she wrote… today." "And with that, I bid you a good day." "And that, my friend, is a good place to end the lesson today." "You're good for today (and every day)." "I think we're good for today, don't you?" "And with that, I will be on my way… until we speak again. Tres bien?" I was thinking, how do I know which is which? Which is what you are really saying? Is my mind just making up some of these? But the understanding I got was just that they all stem from the same sentiment. My mind can translate or even twist them in endless ways, but the meaning is still the same. And that's the important part. "Okay. I get it. Good class, Starlight. Thank you." This is the third of six conversations I had with Starlight. You can read the next conversation with her here.
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